This week is my birthday. It’s also my husband’s birthday and my daughter’s birthday this week and the cake and ice cream flow!
Except for me.
I am not enjoying this week at all.
In fact I almost tackled a woman who stood by me with a greasy, cheesy Little Caesar’s pizza. I don’t even like Little Caesar’s pizza but it sounded really good in that moment.
With the cake and ice cream flowing I’m having a rough time. It takes a long time to prepare and make meals and with our schedule so off during the summer months and it being so hot outside I just don’t want to cook. My tastebuds are changing and nothing sounds good to eat. I’ve lost seven pounds because my selection of snacks is low and I feel like “I’ve been there done that” and can’t think of buying another bag of the same chips.
Some days I just want to eat(but can’t find anything), and other days I have no appetite at all. It’s a toss up.
So this birthday, I’m going to pout if I want to.