Hello my name is .... and I am addicted to food

Today is a bad headache. Another day of not wanting to do anything. Not wanting to move my head or listen to any noise. I read an old post by me today and thought it still stands up exactly today. 

My goal is not not to eat it is just to eat less. The last time I posted to this all my sweet babies were little now I have a grandson 2 kids in college and a junior in high school. I can say I have lived during a pandemic and have crazy irrational fears about health and safety. 

This is the new me. Still crazy. Still over weight. Still looking for things in life to make me a happier person. Still happy with the life I have.   AND addicted to food. Hahahaha.  

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Hello my name is .... and I am addicted to food

I figured out yesterday something I have known for a long time but have not wanted to admit it. (Mmm as I roll my eyes at myself.) I am addicted to food. I want food it doesn’t matter if I am hungry or not. It is the act of eating, putting it in my mouth feeling the texture, the taste ooooooo, the smell. Have you ever really just felt at home when you are eating something? Food can take me back to when I was a kid, or when I was happier, when I was thinner. The bad thing about admitting to this is I love to cook and bake it is my most favorite thing to do for myself. It gives me purpose in my house, my kids brag about my food and that makes my heart swell with laughter and happiness when they ask for more.