Literally… my brain is broken. You know those days when you feel like your head is attached to your neck by a piece of string? No? Just me… okay, then. Like the only purpose your brain is serving is to keep your skull from caving in? No again? Moving on.
I went grocery shopping today. Yay me. Except, I went without a list and ended up buying totally random things that I’m sure to never use in my lifetime… hi chip clips that will stay in the package stuffed in the back of the junk drawer until I’m forced to throw them out when the junk drawer will no longer close… (what did I tell you about my absent brain… I just typed “drunk” drawer 2 times in a row)! I also bought junk. Mind you… I am not restricting myself on this diet.. errr… I mean, lifestyle change… heck no. If I want to eat something, I’m going to allow myself to have a serving of it… So, junk for me, is not a no-no! What is a no-no, though, is buying said junk and eating the whole package in the space of a day. Brainlessness!
What I usually do is as soon as I get home from the store with my “treats,” I’ll separate them into single serving baggies using these greatest invention in the world snack baggies:
Right on, Whitney… there’s the ole brain! When I have them in individual snack baggies, I’m much more likely to stick to eating just one serving… instead of the BFG’s (Big Friendly Giant) serving size of half the bag. Today, though, I walked through the blasted Easter candy aisle at the store… chocolate. I can eat chocolate… it is one of my favorite food groups… right up there with bread! My first mistake was not using my tried and true method of the snack baggies.
But these things… Just look at them… LOOK at them! All, colorful, and crunchy, and milk chocolatey, and did I mention freaktastically delicious!? So, I didn’t separate them into separate baggies and before I knew it I had eaten half the bag… just one more… just one more turned into 8000 more and now the rest of the bag is sitting over on my desk calling my name… “Whitney… EAT US! We’re milk chocolatey goodness and freaktastically delicious!” And do you know how my dagnabbed worthless brain is answering? “I’ll be right over fellas!” So, I’m typing… distracting myself until the desire passes… I already feel like this:
Harley, my sister’s 20-pound wonder cat… I wonder how many Cadbury Mini Eggs he ate today?
Tomorrow I’ll use my brain for more than keeping my skull from caving in… I’ll also probably take out stock in them handy dandy ZipLock Snack Bag things. My brain will thank me later.
Question of the Day: What is your favorite “mindless eating” food (aka: brainless food)?