A barrel of fun? I found myself sitting before a platter of Logan's Steakhouse rolls. Drooling, managing a semblance of self-control because of the power-giving, life restoring Carb-addicts diet. As all of my family partake [except Erik, he's got my back(and my front-heehee)], the following conversation ensues:
Erika: So Mom, can you just relax for one day?
Me: No, I've now lost 20 pounds and I don't want to lose steam.
Erika: What would happen if you ate a roll? Would you just gain 10 pounds or something?
Me: Probably not, but I don't want to gain ANY pounds, I just want to keep losing.
Kayla: Well, you have lost, like a ton of weight.
I hope they never know the agony of obesity(or really even the unpleasantries of chubbiness). I hope it always seems odd to them not to get to eat a roll. I hope having a fat mom gives them a compassion for other fatties they would not have if they had a skinny mom. I hope next year, they do have a skinny mom.
Six rolls are in a styrofoam container to be consumed during tomorrow's hour-if I still want one. Oh and my grilled pork chops and veggies were delicious and very satisfying+ALLOWED!!
Praise you Jesus for putting this book and diet in my life. You have the best timing-as I prayed for deliverance from this awful addiction, you opened the door wide and escorted me. Thank you father for the ways you help us help ourselves and provide just what we need at just the right time.