Thursday, May 11, 2006

Crusty Butt Tammy!!

Today is not a good day to call me for a little sunshine. I went to bed feeling miserable and those feelings havn't gone away yet. You know how you feel when you open your eyes in the morning and you can just feel the cloud of crustyness draped around you. Mostly I'm feeling lousy because of my own selfishness but it's hard not to sometimes. I'd like to think that I'm not normally self-absorbed but there are moment's in my life when I would like a moment to shine. I don't want it all the time but every once in awhile would be nice. Unfortunatly higher powers feel that I need to be a little more humble. I guess one day I will understand it all but for now I'm just going to pretend I'm my son and stick out my bottom lip and pout a little.

The major problem with feeling this way is I also have a great desire to eat everything in my pantry. Those chocolate pop tart's are calling my name. The sad truth is I really don't need to do that to myself. I was up a pound at weight watchers last night and I know it's because I spend to much time making excuses for why I deserve a piece of cake, or pie, or cookie, or chocolate bar or any of the other thing's I think bring me comfort. But do they really, unfortunatly YES they do. When I feel lousy food makes me feel better, plain and simple. What do I do about it, well nothing. I go to bed deprived and hope the feeling will pass over night. Does it? Well sometimes other times I just have to keep busy. My house had never been so clean, and that makes me feel great.

So tell me if you don't find comfort in food, where do you get your comfort from? Let me in on your secret's and maybe I can re-invent my own self.

2 comments:

Alyson said...

I hear ya Sista. At the end of the day, all I want is chocolate, or a steamed milk. Something comforting. I would turn to sex with my husband but, he is in bed by 8:30 - 9:00 and for some reason (I don't know could it be the sun pouring into my kids bedroom) my kids are still awake. I cannot have a repeat of last time we chose to have an early evening delight. Lets just say poor D, he is old enough to be ruined forever. Anyway I have turned to my T.V. and some times I like to read, but ocasionaly that isn't enough to keep me distracted. I could turn to my girlfriends but heaven knows that can't occur without baked goods. So what is a poor fat girl to do?

Devynn said...

Tammy,
My comfort is taking a bath every night, no fail. I got that from my mom. She takes a bath every night, and has as long as I can remember. But, that is easier said than done, because I don't have two kidlets!
I'm sorry you are having a crappy day. I hope you feel better soon.