Even though I was stuffed on the way home I was thinking about what else that was bad for me that I could eat that day. (I knew that I was going to be going back to healthy eating the next day and was determined to make the most of my day off, so to speak). We got home and I worked on my new project, paper mache. It got to be about 9ish and I thought about food again. Before I made this change towards healthy eating, I would’ve made sure I packed as many forbidden foods into my day as possible.

I can’t do it anymore it seems. I did manage 4 oz. of reduced fat chocolate ice cream. That was it. That’s all I had the rest of the day. I remember thinking I should have more since I won’t be having dessert again for a long time, but I just couldn’t do it. I think the “bad” Michele is gone. I think I killed her by healthy eating.  It seems I can no longer  appreciate the chance to be bad. I know it’s better for me. However, the iron test will come on Halloween and then my birthday. I’ll know she’s gone for sure if I don’t go wild with my birthday cake. Only time will tell. Today’s trivia answer- 100 for cats, 15 for dogs.