They shouldn't let me into the grocery store without supervision.
Because most food does not make me want to eat it, at least at the moment, I've taken to going to the store and buying everything that looks delicious. And of course the whole situation is that much worse when I'm hungry.
Yesterday was innocent enough. Luke and I had fresh tortellini for dinner the night before, and I thought it was tasty, so I stopped to get some more.
But if you give a moose a muffin ...
And I saw cheese, and put it in the cart.
Oh! Ice cream!
And look, mozzarella sticks.
Mmmmm cheese its!
(and then I found the halloween candy aisle ...)
This is what I ended up with at home, after all was said and done:
I told you, dangerous.
Luke was supposed to leave yesterday for a five week give-or-take stint in the field. You can imagine my surprise when he walked in at about 1 a.m. I was up for at least an hour talking to him ...
And now I'm tired. Midnight interruptions with work the next day are not my thing.