I’m visiting my parents this weekend. They took me out to dinner tonight, and since I have an extra cheat meal, I ordered a lot of food. The amount was probably equivalent to what I’d normally eat if I wasn’t on my pre-wedding diet, but since I’ve been on portion
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Painful Bliss
I have no self control when it comes to snacks. If you give me a giant bag of chips, I will sit there and stuff my face until the bag is empty. I don’t eat it all out of hunger, I just can’t stop shoving food into my mouth when
Ice Cream Curse
I got over my inability to eat ice cream pretty quickly. Even though I am lactose intolerant, I decided eating ice cream was a good idea because 1) it is delicious, and 2) it gives me hellacious gas worthy of dutch-oven’ing my fiancé. My farts that night were super hellacious.
