Hungry Eyes

Have you ever had one of those days when you just can't seem to eat enough? When nothing you munch on seems to satisfy your hunger? That was my Monday. It was one of those days where I feared that the light in the fridge was going to give me a tan because I spent half the day standing there with the door open. And let's be honest, it's not like the fridge is going to restock itself and surprise me with a treat that wasn't there when I checked it 15 minutes ago.

Now let's get one thing straight. Yes, I am a girl but, unlike a lot of girls nowadays, I like to eat. I REALLY like to eat. If I could get paid to eat...I would be very wealthy. I've been known to polish off 2 steaks (and all the fixings) in one sitting. I've also been known to eat until I am rolling around on the floor in agony because I ate too much (agony and bliss are one and the same, right?). What can I say? I. LOVE. FOOD. I think food is one of the greatest joys in life. I get so pissed off at these celebrities who subsist on lettuce and seeds. If I had unlimited funds and time and access like they do? Let me tell you...I would be eating a hell of a lot more than rabbit food and bird seed. Hear that Angelina?

Lately, there seems to be a surge of people getting their stomachs stapled or a lapband put on. I would like the opposite, please. I don't want my stomach clamped. I want an expander put in it so I can eat more! My eyes are WAY bigger than my stomach and it sucks (and contrary to popular belief...we do not, in-fact, eat with our eyes first). I would have thought after this many years of stuffing my face that my tummy would have just naturally expanded (well, it did...unfortunately on the outside instead of the inside). Sigh.

I guess I better go. It's 9:30pm and there are at least 3 more snacks to prepare tonight. I should also go and check the fridge...just in case I missed something the last 25 times I checked it.

You know you love me,

Stacey xo