May 25, 2007

Hard Habit to Break

This morning, after Daughter's dental appointment, we zipped across the street to the grocery store to pick up a few things for a picnic we're going to this weekend. (For which I'm bringing a side dish and a dessert....that I cannot even eat.)

Anyway, as soon as we walked in to the store we were slapped in the face with the smell of freshly baked doughnuts.

"Bastards," I muttered under my breath. My stomach let forth a roar, much louder than my mumble.

Then I swung around to MickyD's so Daughter could have a treat, and there again was hit with the scent of fries and burgers.

"Dammit!" I yelled.

So, as I was driving home I realized what a bad habit I had of scarfing down doughnuts, fast food, and the like. I know that, in the long run, this surgery and diet can only be good for me, and maybe - just maybe - I can finally get over eating so much junk.

Let's hope, because right about now I'd sell my kids to be able to eat something solid for a change.