Tuesday, November 27, 2012
The husband, who is usually pretty supportive but who can eat absolutely anything as long as he runs, made a trip to the store for frosted brownies and vanilla bean ice cream.
It looked delicious but not delicious enough. I won that battle and my pants will thank me for it later.
Yes, it is true that my body LOVES to store food for a rainy day. I think it's preparing for the apocalypse. The fact is, this is a fact. It's my reality. I can whine about it or get on with it. I choose to get on with it one battle at a time.