What started out as an impulse buy
at a local grocery store has quickly bloomed into an ongoing
catastrophe as what had been a successful diet effort had turned way
south!
I bought a single packet of brown gravy
after it caught my eye in the herb isle of my local grocery store.
I'd been primed for this as I'd also purchased some biscuits earlier
in the the day. A quick nutritional look informed me that this was
not a really bad idea. I mean 70 calories was no biggie. And for the
first couple of breakfast encounters, I did faithfully adhere to just
one biscuit and 6 grams of gravy... That was a few days ago...
On what was otherwise a really nice
weekend morning, I arose a tad hung over after having gone out on the
town the evening before. (Actually it was more like a night of utter
debauchery which also involved some power drinking... but, I digress).
So, there I was in the kitchen that
morning, in my robe with my fly away hair making breakfast. I made up
a nice omelet as had been planned, but then I began to add some
potatoes and shredded bread – I thought 'Why Not?', at the
time. Yes, I think that was definitely the moment that things began
to unravel for me...
Later that same day, it came to me that
I would really enjoy ordering a Big Mac and fries from the McDonald's that
stood not three miles from my door. (In the back of my mind I could
hear the 'diet meter' clicking away. Truthfully, the food was all it
could be and more)!
Way too late into the diet game, I realized
that once you fill up a previously shrunk down stomach, it more than
willingly expands. And with that expansion come intensified hunger pains.
Swell.
So it was, as the evening fell, I found
myself seated in front of a large plate of Penne pasta as viewed from over a rather large tummy......
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