May 14 – Unhealthy Eating

What makes you eat something unhealthy?

uuummm easy… weakness.

Apr 28 – Crisis Mode

Do you keep calm in a crisis?

I think that’s dependent on the actual crisis itself. The other factor here is that everybody has their own definition of the term ‘crisis’. Generally speaking, it would need to be quite extreme for me to consider something a crisis and I think that I’d be okay.

I’ve been through more than more my fair share of bullshit over the years, found myself in some less-than-ideal situations unfortunately caused by other people, and although at the time it feels like the entire world is crashing down around me in an extreme path of pure destruction, I feel like I’m going to have a complete breakdown and yet somehow, I come out on the other side. Not necessarily without taking a few knocks along the way, but I manage to end up okay.

Daily Prompt: Pour Some Sugar on Me

What is your favorite sweet thing to eat? Bread pudding? Chocolate chip oatmeal cookies? A smooth and creamy piece of cheesecake? Tell us all about the anticipation and delight of eating your favorite dessert. Not into sweets? Tell us all about your weakness for that certain salty snack.

 

For people like me, who have a real severe sweet tooth, having to pick one, has the same dread as a parent having to pick their favourite child. How can I possibly pick my favourite sweet thing to eat??

There’s simply too many choices.

At this precise moment, I could totally murder a family-sized custard tart… or an entire cake – like a chocolate Swiss roll, or a butter cake, or like a half-dozen chocolate croissants. Or an entire packet of biscuits – I don’t really care what type of biscuits, just as long as I get to eat an entire packet (or three) of them.

I have a weakness when it comes to sweet things and desserts. And I mean major weankess!! I just can’t restrain myself. In my drawer at work, more specifically my bottom drawer, is where I keep most of my food – like all my crackers, and tins of tuna, and powdered soup packets… but I also have my rectangular plastic container.

In that container I usually have it filled with a few different sweet-snacky things. At the moment I have a few individual packets of low-calorie berry-flavoured biscuits – they’re new on the market, so I decided to try them. In every flavour.

I also have these small banana and choc-chip two-bite snack cake things. Naturally there was three different flavours when I first discovered them, so had to buy a box of each, and have also slowly eaten my way through those as well.

Not to mention the odd mini packet of flavoured Tim Tams… or the odd chocolate bar…

Oh and when one of the parents brings a chocolate fundraising box to work, I’m gladly donating money to that… simply because I can get giant Freddo Frogs and Caramello Koalas for a dollar… A WHOLE DOLLAR!!

I don’t actually think it really matters what the item is, as long as it’s sweet and there’s plenty of it, I’ll go to town with it. Block of chocolate… it’ll be all gone within minutes. I don’t seem to be able to restrain myself, or slow down to savour the flavour, or enjoy the moment… my brain will see a block of chocolate, an entire cake, a box of truffles etc as a challenge and say ‘Right. See all of that?? How fast can you get that into your belleh?? You’ve got a 5-minute time limit. If you can’t finish that whole thing within five minutes, then you’re nothing more than an embarrassment. And a failure. A completely embarrassing failure. You make me sick. What the fuck is wrong with you? What do you mean you don’t feel well?? How dare you let that stop you?! GET OUT OF MY SITE IMMEDIATELY!!’

When I was younger, it was even worse. I had something called ‘The Oprah Box’, which was stashed away within the depths of my wardrobe. It was a red square box, and it was always stocked with packets of biscuits and lollies and blocks of chocolate. And I mean always!. Sometimes I’d get home late at night from dancing, and if I was staying up late studying, I’d attack the box. If my homegirl B came over, we’d attack the box together. There was always something in it.

It amazes me how I don’t have diabetes already. God knows I was certainly on the right path to developing it. I think because I actually eat normal food the rest of the time, and it’s actually pretty healthy, plus the fact that I’m quite regularly active at the gym.

As I finish this post, I’m currently sitting in the food court of a city shopping centre… people around me are eating Mickey D’s and it smells so. damn. good. I just wanna go smash down a couple of burgers, but I have to go to the gym later on, and I simply can’t do it to myself.

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Daily Prompt: Time After Time

Traditions: we’ve all got ‘em. They might be family dinners on special occasions, or having a particular kind of cake on your birthday (Jeanne Cake, natch), or popcorn at the movies, or meeting your friend for a 5k run in the park, rain or shine, every Sunday morning. What are your favorite traditions, large and small? What is it about your traditions that keep them going strong for you?

I’m sitting here at work thinking about this… and traditions to me are more like routines… but the routine, I guess, could be considered a tradition in this context.

I have a few of them…

First and foremost, is the mandatory choc-top ice cream and giant Coke Zero whenever we go to the movies. Whether it’s 10am, or 10pm, it’s a must. And if I decide not to and instead have lollies or popcorn, I end up feeling uneasy / restless for the whole movie!

One that we’ve been enjoying for the last few months or so is having ‘open burgers’ whenever we go to Grill’d. If I’m feeling super hungry, I may even ask for an extra patty, but regardless of what burger we get, one of us always orders chips. OMG Grill’d chips are just the best!

Sidenote: I still don’t understand why it’s called an open burger. The ‘burger’ part implies that there is a bun involved, but it’s made without the bun, so basically, it’s just a salad with a meat patty!

The last couple of months have also seen a change in our diet (again, another one involving food!!). This one isn’t every week, but it’s happened a few times per month, which is enough to become more of a habit, and that’s McDonald’s Wednesdays. What happens is, Hulk will pick me up from the train station when I finally finish my second job on a Wednesday night, and then we end up going to Maccas drive-thru and ordering two of their wraps (or sometimes I go for the salad). It’s a convenience thing because we can’t be bothered cooking because it’s already late enough, and having to cook would make it even later.

This just reminded me of a tradition at work… Burrito Fridays! It says it all really. Friday lunchtime – burrito. Yum yum in my tum tum!!

OOH, OOH, I actually do have one that doesn’t revolve around food!!

When I’m finding myself killing a couple of hours in the city between job A and Job B, I (oh...) find myself in the food court (…there it is. So much for not involving food!) of a shopping centre doing some catch-up blogging. That’s something that I’ve been doing every week for the past few months, and it’s actually enabled me to a) kill that void of time and b) use it productively.

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