The cabinets that I painted last night involved moving the refrigerator. As I was moving the refrigerator back into place, I began to notice I was a bit hungry. I was hot and sweaty and eating something cold entered my mind. Then I remembered that I have some white chocolate raspberry ice cream in the refrigerator. I was lost. The more I thought about the ice cream the more I wanted some. I pulled a small bowl out of the cabinet and proceeded to fill my bowl. As I am dipping out the ice cream, I begin to think that I might as well eat up the ice cream. There is only a small bit left in the container. The ice cream is in my bowl. But, I am trying to lose some weight. I know I exercised today. All that effort is in this huge bowl of ice cream. I know that eating this much ice cream is not good for me. I know it is way more than half a cup. I dip my spoon back into my bowl and put some of the ice cream back. Way to go. A small skirmish fought and won.
Today’s battle is even harder. My husband wants to eat out at Casa Ole for lunch. I love chips and salsa. More on this battle later.
Reflections 