I feel better now...

Whatever you do...do not go to the market hungry! Right after work ( i get out at 1:30) I had to go to the market but I was hungry and I didn't want to go home because if I did, I would of never gone to the market to get something to make for dinner and we would have starved and Oh well...you get the jest. Anyways, I didn't wanna eat in the aisles at the market and I didn't want to eat at that little place they have to sit and eat so I decided I needed something I could hold and eat and still drive. I didn't want a candy bar and I had plenty of fruit at home that I had planned to eat later on and a sandwich or something from the deli I thought, would be too hard to hold and I don't know what they put in those things, so I mosey on over to the bread section....BAD IDEA!..My weakness is bread and of course that's where I end up. Yes people I bought a croissant and when I got in my car and started to drive home, I shoved it in my mouth and savored every bit of it and it tasted soooo delicious and I don't feel guilty at all.....not anymore....thanks!

Bread Head

The other day as I was cruising my favorite blogs, Anne from Fiona and Twig had written about her guilty pleasures and her confessions of them. The Bachelor, little Debbie goodies and a whole bunch of things that she felt were silly and indulgent...and she was right, but like everyone else, it's theses little things that get you through the day and although you don't tell most people that you secretly love to sing even though you couldn't hold a note in a paper bag, or that you love to squirt whipped cream straight into your mouth...we ALL have our Guilty Pleasures.

So my most Guilty Pleasure would be BREAD. I have struggled with it for most of my life. When everyone else is sneaking a chocolaty treat, I'm dreaming of French, Sour Dough, Rye, Wheat, Squaw...any type or shape possible of BREAD. Although I haven't eaten a burger in 6 months, when I did...I ate the bun first...Yeah, I know it's weird. If I go to a party or an event that has food, I am automatically drawn to the BREAD section. Recently as some of you know, I had gallbladder surgery and in doing so, it gave me a head start to lose some weight...in which I did. I have cut out bread 99% of the time but now that statistic is in jeopardy...Why?

While driving through my local little shopping mall which is 3 blocks from my house, I noticed some workmen putting up a neon sign at the entrance of this mall. It read Panera, which if you don't know what that is, it's code for 'bunny is doomed". Panera is a restaurant/deli type of establishment that specializes in bread. Bread Sandwiches, Bread Panini's, Bread Bowls, loafs and loafs of hot just made out of the oven BREAD and Bread furniture....well not really, but it might as well be because once you step inside it's like you've stepped into a warm, doughy, inviting and comfy place that grabs you like a BREAD monster and doesn't let go.

OK...I got carried away there for a moment...see...I told you. I get excited just thinking about it and now, I can literally walk there and partake in my Guilty Pleasure. I am not ashamed of my addiction nor am I bragging about it. It's just that why does BREAD follow me. I wonder if AA accepts Bread Addicts?