Gettin’ Chip Faced

Oh, dear.

When you are trying to lose weight, you watch what you eat.

Last night, I watched an entire pint of Ben & Jerry’s Froyo enter my mouth.

Technically, I didn’t watch myself eating.  I didn’t sit in front of a mirror and eat.  Maybe I should do that next time.

What I did do, was sit in front of the TV watching Sherlock Holmes on Netflix with a brand new pint of Half Baked and a spoon.  As I watched the season 1 season finale (where we finally meet Moriarty) I just kept on eating.  And eating.  And eating.

Next thing I knew the pint was all gone.  Empty.  Fin.  Done.


I usually have restraint while eating Ben & Jerry’s.  For one, it’s not cheap.  Eating it is truly a treat for me.  I like to savor the flavor.

Not this time.   I don’t even remember what the flavors taste like.  I do know that the container says it’s chocolate with brownie pieces and vanilla with cookie dough.  But I don’t remember even eating bits of brownie or cookie dough.


So the question I have for myself is  WHY?  Why would I eat that whole pint of FroYo?

Was I stressed?

Not more than usual.

Was I depressed?

I don’t think so.

Happy? Sad? Glad?  Mad?

No. Non.  Nein.  Nyet.

Was I hungry?

Hmm.  Good question.

I guess I was hungry.  I only had the smallest piece of vegetable lasagna and a little salad from a potluck dinner.  I should have had more salad.

I should have ate something healthier when I got home.

But I didn’t.  I have to own the fact that I got chip faced last night and deal with the hangover today.



4 thoughts on “Gettin’ Chip Faced

  1. mmmm ben n jerry’s sounds good… now I want some… I don’t have any here.. but I do have some leftover frozen elvis milkshake from last Saturday.. I think you need some girl time… come visit us in the CHi…. 🙂

  2. Its easy, you answered your own question. When I saw the episode with Moriarty I forgot my birthday, much less whether or not I was eating food.

    …Also I can eat one of those pints like no problem just for fun. (OHGODIHAVEAPROBLEM)

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