15 I do not understand what I eat. For I do not eat what I want to eat, but I eat the very thing I hate. 16 Now if I eat what I do not want to eat, I agree with the Best Bites Diet, that it is good. 17 So now it is no longer I who eat it, but the cravings that dwell within me. 18 For I know that nothing good dwells in me, that is, in my hormone-addled flesh. For I have the desire to eat what is right, but not the ability to carry it out. 19 For I do not eat the good food I want, but the evil food I do not want to eat is what I keep on eating. 20 Now if I eat what I do not want to eat, it is no longer I who eat it, but the child who dwells within me.
21 So I find it to be a law that when I want to eat right, evil Oreos lie close at hand. 22 For I delight in the Best Bites Diet, in my inner being, 23 but I see in my members another law waging war against the law of my mind and making me captive to the law of gravid gluttony that dwells in my members. 24 Wretched woman that I am!.... So then, I myself serve the law of Best Bites with my mind, but with my flesh I serve the law of gravid gluttony.
31 January 2010
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so, so very true!
And why is it always Oreos? And why are there TWO open bags on my counter?
Hahahaha! That is great!
I SO enjoy the wit and intelligence that eludes me personally, but find so abundantly here. :D
Hilarious! Thank you.
Yes, I'm amazed at your wit also. Pregnancy seems to suck out my brain cells.
Cake balls. Those things fill me with sour grapes every time I'm near them.
Why do I keep making them? Yes. Why?
Reb Mary, you're hilarious! And accurate!
Rebekah, we always have two bags of Oreos because we girls need our chocolate fix, but the Golden Oreos are reeeeally good. Like all things Golden. :D
Alas, it's only that my head is full of naught but comestibles.
Golden Oreos? Hmmm...
Eponymous cookies--deadly! :D
Oreos? Cake balls? It's GIRL SCOUT COOKIE TIME 'round here, kids. Bring on the Samoas.
Amen, Sister! This is why once a month shopping has been going well around here. I only need self-control 2 hours a month! Okay, well, maybe not...
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