On Tuesday night, I went to the little market down the street to get this amazing Haagen Daz White Chocolate Raspberry Truffle ice cream. I am in lust with it.
Seriously. I crave it in the morning before cereal, after I eat chicken for lunch, lamb ribs for dinner and before I go to bed. I am obsessed with this ice cream.
That night, I sat with a pint of it, watching the news with my roommate.
"I may eat this whole thing," I mumured.
"You're incredible. Everything you eat is cream," he said, probably referring to the beef and sausage ravioli with spinach in cream sauce I'd shared with him the day before. "I just don't understand how you don't get fat."
I put another scoop in my mouth and savored the tang of raspberry and a chunk of dark chocolate.
"Me neither," I said.
A few minutes later, I dropped the empty container in the garbage. He looked up at me and shook his head.
"And don't think that's the last thing I'm going to eat tonight," I said.
"Oh believe me, I don't."
So I'm eating a lot. I guess it's my new way of dealing with uncertainty. It started in early October. But as long as I'm not gaining weight, is there a problem with it? Do I need to give up my Haagen Daz? (Say "no." Please?)
3 years ago