I went and jumped right off the wagon into a world of sugar and carbohydrates. I'm a comfort eater - I want a bowl of pasta when I'm sad ... and sad, I've been. I can see why people turn to drugs and alcohol when life gets them down and tragedies strike... I turned to "Pasta"... A bowl of Linguine will cheer me up for an hour... if not, it will put me to sleep! Either way, it is the same as a drug or cocktail... I just won't get arrested for driving under the influence of Noodle consumption. I've lost 1 lb. - no weight gain - and I really do plan to be back on track - I have to detox all over again!!!! Because it's time to get back into the health zone - eating noodles and fats has not been nice to my "innards"...
This weekend is my son's 23rd birthday - I am celebrating it with him and his best friend at our favorite Indian Restaurant. I am very excited about it... tomorrow I am doing the bit of gift shopping, I think I've tricked him into believing he's "not" getting what he wanted!!! I pretended to be shopping for clothes for him online - and pretended to get caught - he said "Please Mom, I just want a gift card to use at my favorite store." I told him there is no fun in that - well - I'm going to buy him some boxer shorts, and in the gift box with the underwear will be a gift card to his favorite store ... he'll love it.
I can't believe 23 yrs old - I was married and a mother at his age. I am glad he's not been in a rush to do those things. I always tell him "College, Career, Home, and then settle down to share those accomplishments."
