(Lyrics from one of my fave songs that has absolutely nothing to do with icecream)
I guess this is a confessional...or maybe it's just an eye-opener...who knows!
I had a battle with ice cream....and didn't win, or did I?
Friday night: 1/2 day @ school, and the start of a long holiday weekend...what to do, what to do?
Friday:
Well my daughter Hanna LOVES ice cream, and Friday I decided to take her to COLDSTONE (preop, if I was going to eat icecream, COLDSTONE was my #1 choice) I have gone there since surgery and have turned it down, however this day was different. I ordered myself some, and not the love it size (small), the gotta have it size (large). Ok worse thing that I could have done..NO, I could have ordered the 1/2 gallon for $5 more and had it to graze on all weekend!! So I guess there is a positive in this whole thing......
Saturday:
Mom's birthday....cake time....not just any old cake, COLDSTONE birthday cake! (Do you see a pattern here) and I have a slice of cake, which normally wouldn't be a terrible thing, however after Friday night, did I really need any ice cream? Not really....but I went ahead and took a slice. I did just eat the ice cream part, not that it matters!!
Sunday:
Ahh....Sunday
In Dania Beach Florida there is this Ice Cream Parlor that serves absurdly large amounts of ice cream. I have to admit it tastes amazing, and the atmosphere is fun. There is always a wait outside this establishment that was founded 54 years ago. It is decked out with a small merry-go-round out front, an ice cream stand up that you stick your head through for a photo op, a jazz singer outside playing his electric guitar and keyboard, and a lil old man inside playing the organ. They sell food, old time candy, and serve you popcorn while you wait for your "kitchen sink sized" ice cream (and really there is one on the menu)
My best friend invited Hanna and I there, and honestly had I not been binging on ice cream all weekend, it wouldn't have been a big deal.....off to Jason's we went....Hanna loves this place, the fun candy inside and fortune machine make for a big deal to a 6 year old. The menu is huge, which I can't stand as I have such a hard time making a decision...I usually end up closing my eyes and wherever my finger lands, that is my choice! So on this particular day it was 2 scoops (praline pecan and fudge ripple) topped with whip cream and a side car of hot caramel.....
What did I eat food wise this weekend....I have no idea, however I OVER indulged in ice cream....this wasn't even my food of choice pre op....so what happened?? Honestly I don't have a clue, but I was terribly mad at myself come Monday. Do I sit and dwell on this? I did briefly, and marched straight in Susan Maria's office where she, Teresa, and Helen sat. I said guys, "I had a terrible weekend food wise!" They asked what happened, did something get stuck? Did you eat too much? etc etc....I responded with, "No, I had ice cream, and a lot of it!" Immediately I felt better as they didn't beat me over the head, or tell me I'm going to ruin this....They commended me on how I was sitting in the office Believe in hand, ready to start a new day. This is the thing...I could have thrown in the towel and said forget it, but I didn't....I took this weekend as a lesson well learned....Monday I did a LPT and marched myself into a support meeting (which happened to be canceled), and here I am today, feeling refreshed and recharged, and ready to get back on track.....
Moral of the story?? Life sometimes gets in the way, and some old habits (that you might not even realize you had) creep in......you can allow them to stay, and beat yourself up about them, or you can say hello, and cut their visit short....I chose to let them visit for the weekend and asked them kindly to never return!
~~~Michelle Red