It's been 6 days of Lent and no sweets or dessert. What on earth to people eat when they don't have sugar or treats? I'm so bored of my diet AND I have 2 boxes of unopened Camp Fire Mints in the pantry. Let's just say I'm eating a lot of vanilla yogurt, raisins, and triple berry bran muffins.
But 34 more days for this nonsense to end... wait, that's not a good attitude...
To the confessional--
I confess I recently wrote this in an email:
Looking it over I could have written "regarding" instead of "in regards to," but the point is the same, I am afraid that one I will wake up cheesy.
I guess one just doesn't "wake up cheesy," but as someone who mostly writes poetry, I feel I have one foot in the door to the cheesy world already-- add on a fancy scarf, a whimsical pin and/or hat, and give me a wine spritzer and we've hit the cheese-factor like 7-11 nachos.
We have to be careful--cheesiness is everywhere these days.
And there are so many ways to become cheesy--what separates the George Clooneys from the David Hasselhoffs? It's hard to name, but I know it when I see it.
And I have huge fear about putting on the cheese jacket.
I confess I just splurged and paid $7 for a small container of "Wee Bries" at the store because I didn't want to drive 30 minutes to Trader Joe's because of my daily habit to cheese. (Note: Trader Joe's Mini Brie's are my favorite and are a lot less.)
I confess that sometimes I buy cheese because of the name. Muenster is an appropriate example of this.
I confess my family and I have been watching Modern Family and we have two favorite lines, this is one of them--
The other is--
"It's a freak show, but it's *their* freak show!"
This last one has been great as a reminder not to worry what other people are doing. And it's fun to say.