i fell off the carbohydrate wagon on Friday.  Never mind fall - i crashed!

      Who'd have thought giving up a few slices of toast - okay and cookies - would be so hard?  But i suspect i know why it happened.

     Every year for the past few years, Himself has given up drinking for Lent.  Wine that is, and the occasional nip of rum.  Not that we are terribly religious or anything - but it does seem "right" some how to honour those forty days.  This year i decided to join in.  And we aren't *huge* drinkers, but wine with dinner and on the weekends with friends has always been a favourite past time of mine.  Hey, red wine is good!

     It also has carbs apparently.  And while i was reducing the carbs from my diet, i was still having wine with dinner.  Man does it pack a wallop when you don't have starch in your belly!  So, it seemed prudent to join Himself in His forty-day quest.  However, the result is now i have a major craving for carbs again.  Which i've indulged.

     It started Thursday night.  We went to a little restaurant we particularly like, and they just happen to make the best breaded pork chops.  i couldn't resist.  i only had coleslaw as a side dish though!  i thought it would end there.

     Friday morning they brought "bacon 'n eggers" for our breakfast meeting.  *sigh*  my excuse is the bun was stuck to everything.  Lunch was better - chicken and a salad.  But then the 4 o'clock growlies kicked in and nothing would solve the problem except two oatmeal raisin cookies.  i was on a down hill spiral.  Sheesh.

     This morning i had a slice of toast.  It was multi-grain at least!  And only one.  But it's been 3 weeks and i just couldn't take it anymore.  i think Himself has figured this out and is taking advantage of the situation.  He's downstairs as i type, cooking away. Trying to figure out what to feed me lately has been a challenge for Him.  He's been pretty good about it though, and actually following along with me by not eating carbs at our evening meals.  He just sneaks away at lunch time and loads up then.

     So Monday i start over.  In reality, even with this slip, i haven't fallen off too far.  i don't think one slice of bread, one small bun, two cookies, and some breading on a pork chop, combined with a bunch of vegetables and a few hunks of cheese - spread over 3 days, is really that much food.  

     “Have no fear of perfection - you'll never reach it.”
       --Salvador Dali           

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