Last night, I had a one night stand with Freddy’s Frozen Custard.
I’ve been on a diet since May and I’ve lost more than 20 pounds, but I haven’t had a really delicious (veggie) burger in months.
My Waistline wants to be in an exclusive relationship, meaning no fried foods or other delicious things on the side, but since I’m sick, I’m playing by the rule “I don’t feel good so I can do whatever I want”. This is a very fun rule, and yesterday my Tummy really wanted a veggie burger, fries and milkshake. I, following the rules, obliged and, O..M..G.., it was heavenly. However, it was just a fling, while we may meet again one day, this certainly won’t become a long term relationship.
(I also had a rendezvous with Cheese Fondue over the weekend; we hadn’t seen each other in a long time, it was wonderful to reunite!).
This morning, The Scale found out about Freddy’s and the Fondue, it wasn’t too happy about my wandering. I’m sorry, Scale. We can work through this, it won’t happen again!