Today was Tuesday. I have a thing about Tuesdays. I guess because they follow Monday.
Wednesday’s are okay since it’s “hump-day.”
Now, Thursday is a day I like because the next day is Friday, which is the day I live for.
It was bad enough that yesterday was Monday; it was also Halloween. I have nothing against Halloween – I just have very little control when it comes to candy!
Today I paid for yesterday’s Halloween indulgence, too!
Oh, boy, I over did it with the carbohydrates yesterday. All that candy I ate, I mean, all that candy I shoveled down!
Yesterday’s downfall began at 11:30 a.m. My work had a Halloween costume contest and fed us with boxes and gobs of pizza. There was also all kinds of homemade, delicious cookies. I had one piece of cheese pizza and two yummy cookies. The two cookies did me in. What came after was the death knell of body blows.
My head today was a cotton ball, or a grey cloud like in that commercial, for Jimmy Dean, where a guy is in a gray cloud – he looks dismal until he gets his Jimmy Dean. That was me today without the Jimmy Dean sunshine.
I had eaten the pizza and cookies so early in the day yesterday, I skipped lunch – a monsoon was happening outside – and I had a load of candy (Butterfingers, Snickers, Nestle Crunch, and more) on hand. That was lunch.
After work the rain had (finally) subsided so Mom and I took a ride to visit Elizabeth who, we thought, was going dress up as a Bride but decided at the last-minute she wanted to be a ladybug. She immediately explained: “The bride dress was too itchy and too long to walk in.”
She was a damn cute ladybug!
At Elizabeth’s there was no shortage of candy or food.
I immediately spotted the mini-Quiches looking so yummy with flaky crust on the outside, and cheese and spinach in the middle. Bite sized little Quiche-devils that were delicious! And, because I didn’t have lunch, I was really hungry and inhaled them.
I ate at least ten of the Quiche bites. With a beer. And with peanut M & M’s. And, some cookies. After the cookies it was all over for my stomach and me.
My devil-may-care attitude did me in – the fact that I was shoveling the M & M’s in handfuls proved I’d lost my mind.
At mid-evening, the stomach pains were intense. I felt like I was being kicked in the stomach by my stomach.
All the way home I was thinking about that full bottle of Pepto Bismol that I knew was under my bathroom sink…. NOT!! The bottle was practically empty of the pink panacea – that magic potion. I was crushed, but sucked every last drop out of that bottle.
The pink stuff worked for a little while. The Rolaids didn’t help so I gave up and went to bed hoping sleep would forgive me.
So now I’m heading out to the store tonight for more. (Okay, I admit it, I ate a lot of candy today, too.)
What the heck, Halloween comes only once a year!