Once there was a blogger.
She was adorable. |
And you could tell. By the fat.
Huh? |
Then one day, about a month before Halloween, she woke up and her love of sugary foods was gone.
Just like that. She didn't want to eat sweets any more. When she got hungry, she craved things that were savory, salty, or starchy. She didn't want to taste anything sweet.
Noooooo! |
She tried. She tried and tried to get worked up about eating sugar. She thought about the creamy filling of Twinkies, about the chocolatey goodness of candy bars. She thought about Snickers Peanut Butter Squared, which was just about her favorite thing in the world behind vodka and the White Album.
But it was no use. Intellectually, she appreciated the remembered flavor of her favorite sweet treats. But her taste buds politely declined to sample them. No matter what she did, the sugar center of her brain remained stubbornly switched off.
No, Pinky. |
And then it was Halloween. The stores were full of candy - acres and acres of fun-size candy bars and candy corn, not to mention 300 different pumpkin spice-flavored things. The blogger's co-workers brought treats to the office. A huge bowl of candy stood by the front door of her house, ready to be distributed to the costumed little
And she wouldn't - couldn't - didn't want to eat any of it.
Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! |
I told you it was scary.
Am I supposed to be scared? Sympathetic? Mostly I'm jealous and mildly annoyed.
ReplyDeletei wouldn't mind being scared like this. I have given that stuff up as well..but it's not without struggling daily. :(
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