The carbs.
Sunday, the carbs won.
Again.
I've accepted defeat. Y'know why? The desserts were so damn delicious, my will was like.."Byeeeeeeee, Felicia!" I didn't appreciate the disloyalty but you think I ran after it? Nope! I politely followed it right on over to where the cake was. I was my will's bitch, for realllll! That's all there is to say. I'm not even gonna sugar-coat it. I've sugar-coated a lot more than I should have this weekend but I told myself. "Rambler? It's okay, it hardly makes you a failure. Failing doesn't make you a failure, dear. Only human. Just do better tomorrow."
See, there was also this little brownie thingy, right? For all I know, it could have been an actual brownie. But it was lighter in colour. Maybe it's from the brownie family. A frownie. No-no-no, not a frownie! Frownies sound like something one would usually spit out into the napkin. Like olives.ewwwwww!
Yesterday, though? I climbed my ass right back into the saddle. On the horse! And I'm still riding. Like Zoro, giddy-up, giddy-up!
This coming weekend? I shall willingly dive off of it again. Look! There are just some things that no matter the diet plan, you never exclude them. Like movie popcorn? Movie popcorn is not to be resisted! If I had to be totally honest, that's what motivates me to go to the movie to begin with. Forget the drop dead gorgeous actors in blockbuster movies.... puleeeeeeeze?!?! Who goes to the movies for that? Stop it! Put ya hand down. If anything, that's like a depression session waiting to happen. 'Cause wacha gonna do when it's time to step outa the movie theatre and back to reality? Look around trying to find at least one person who even slightly resembles the fantasy that you just left in there and what? Disappointment! That's what.
I have a movie date on Saturday and there's no chance in hell that I'm gonna watch the movie all loyal to baked crumbed chicken and green salad with a hint of dressing. I really hope nothing comes up, I'm looking forward to it that much! Yes, THAT much!
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Whaaaaat?
I see that excited, tell me tell me tell me look in ya eyes.
No hot news here peeeeeeeeeeople!
As. You. Were.
C'mon, you should know me better than that. Only hot thing going on in my life is the sun, stove, the kettle or the microwave! My laptop battery too, on occasion. Just to make sure that clarity prevails, I'm not tryna find the heat either and if and when I happen to be offered to be roasted or baked, it's like water off a ducks back. I'm not anti-men or anything like that. That couldn't be furthest from the truth.
I'm saving myself! Yup. That's it in a nutshell. I should've done that a lonnnnnng, lonnnnnnnnnng time ago. Remember though? It's never too late to right your wrongs. Whether you're 23, 43 or 63 years old! Remember that always!
Where was I? Oh, yeah! The movies.
Usually, it takes my bestie and I approximately three, four, five, nine tries before we get it right and when we do, it's as if we've never been apart. Our friendship is a gift. We don't get to see each other as often as we'd like. Life. It just keeps going. So we plan, cancel, plan, cancel, plan, cancel, (can you taste the determination in this sentence?) And we plan and cancel until we're in the same car heading to a movie feeling somewhat complete and accomplished at the fact that we successfully avoided anything more that would thwart our plans for the umpteenth time!
I gotta ask. Have you ever eaten movie popcorn with Cadbury chocolate whispers? I don't mean, the chocolate before the popcorn or the popcorn before the chocolate, I mean both in ya mouth at the same time...... Ooooooooooooooo-whooooooooo!!!!! That's a bucket list item right there. The absolute! I'm salivating at the thought. Meanwhile, I just read that studies have found that eating too much sugar has the same effect on the brain as if I'd snorted cocaine. To that I say....
Study DEEZ! LIIIIIIIIES LIIIIIIIIIES LIES! What study? Who studied?
Doc-doctors?
Okay, you got a point there. Hmmmm? I refuse to believe that hogwash. Because why aren't the poor drug addicts not just buying sugar then? My brother used to eat bread, butter and a pile of sugar, daily. Not once have I seen him high from it. Wait....naaaaah, no, he's never been high from it. Just full. There's a big difference between high and energetic. Study's talking 'bout the brain and similarities and facts. Who wants facts allll the time? I'll bet if they did a study, they would find that your brain does the same thing too when you have an adrenalin rush.
But! Ima give credit where credit is due. Too much sugar is incredibly unhealthy, obviously. I'm from earth. I understand that. But that goes for anything. Too much pizza, too much liquor, too much broccoli, too much sex..too much of anything, is not healthy. But I take offence when it's then put in the same box as a drug abusing. It's an addiction, a different type of, and that's where the label should end. What if I'm addicted to sand? You laugh but I was told last week that anaemic people sometimes crave sand. But if I'm a sand addict, I'm suddenly akin to some poor soul who is addicted to cocaine? No! And I say poor soul because drug addiction is very real, very destructive and very fatal and I have to imagine that on some level that poor soul would love nothing more than to be healed.
URGH, see this is what I don't like, I'm tryna blog and the onions are tryna burn! Lemme concentrate and get this curry cooked, unscathed!
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