food habit

You guys, I eat like crap.

Like, not just crap. I mean, I eat like craaaaaaaaaaaaap.

To my own credit, I do try to make an effort-- or at least I pretend to make an effort. Like, I'll get a delicious salad at school for lunch, which totally justifies the fact that I had almost a whole bag of Honey BBQ Flavor Twisted Fritos for breakfast and then allows me to follow up with Wendy's for dinner.

Interesting note: I could eat a homestyle chicken go-wrap from Wendy's for every meal of the day, every day of my life. This is no exaggeration. Literally.

I tried to trick myself into drinking water instead of Diet Coke by getting Crystal Light packets to dump into the pretty water bottle I got, and that works sometimes. Like, "a few times a week" sometimes.

I just like to eat, okay? It's super satisfying to crunch crunch crunch something with a million different flavors, okay? Food is just interesting to me and I like it. I'm a social eater for sure. No matter how stuffed I am, tempt me with a delicious cheese and crackers platter or some spinach and artichoke dip, and a table full of hilarious and fascinating company, and I'll just pack it in.

Interesting note: I could pretty easily give up sugar if I needed to. I like a few bites of dessert every now and then, but I'll pick a salt lick over an ice cream sundae any day (except if you offer me boring vanilla soft serve with rainbow sprinkles in a waffle cone-- this is a different story altogether).

If I'm not allowed to have the go-wrap for three meals a day, every day, then I could eat some variation of Asian food for all those meals a day. Favorites include: Thai massaman curry, Thai yellow curry, Thai tom ka soup, sushi, beef and broccoli, chow mein, beef donburi, eggroll-- and so on. It's good that I like weird food because I married Mr. Ames who lived in Japan for a while, and it'll come in handy to have courage when we go to Japan in a few years.

Interesting note: sometimes I think about what I'll eat later in the day, minutes after I've just finished a meal. I know I'm not alone on this, but it's still a sad, sorry truth.

I'm lucky my body metabolizes pretty quickly, all things considered. I know I'm never going to be a skinny-pants like Mr. Ames because that's not how we're built in my family. It's okay by me to be pretty average-sized and within a few pounds of myself. THAT SAID-- I've been suuuuuuuper lazy lately and my wardrobe is starting to feel a little tight here and there. I know it's entirely to do with the fact that I break into a box of chocolate Teddy Grahams and suddenly it's all gone.

Okay that is an exaggeration, but not as exaggerated as I'd like. Is that too much of a confession for a public forum? That I'm super gross about stuffing my face and I don't have any kind of exercise regimen to compensate???

I need to quit this food thing, for rill. Yikes.