Yellow Shoes in the City

I went to visit my Grammie and Grampie (aka The Best grandparents ever) and my Grampie asked me why I wasn’t updating as often. The simple answer: Nothing has been happening to me that is remotely entertaining.

I mean, there is always Winston who is just funny always, but I am pretty sure its one of those “you had to be there” things or the “my baby is so awesome” things where no one else cares that your thing can do slightly different things from theirs.

Anyways, all in all, nothing has really been happening.

I have been trying to be good diet-wise which never lasts long. Usually until the next holiday which in this case was easter. Now I am on a major Chocolate craving binge that I may or may not have satisfied by eating an entire solid bunny in one sitting. Whoops.

It’s just… this is how it goes.

Logic Brain: “Don’t eat anymore chocolate Tanya, you are A: fat enough and B:will just get fatter”

Hungry Tummy: “Or, you could eat one more Giant Kinder Egg and then you can go back to eating protein bars and counting calories.”

Self: “Well that sounds good right brain?”

Brain: “No. Its lying. It always lies. It says just one more, but remember the freezer cake incident? And by incident I mean month.”

Self: *shifty eyes* “I don’t know what you are referring to but it doesn’t sound like me.

Brain: “Or what about the KD binge that lasted several months, or the Ice cream addiction of any year after you began to eat food.”

Tummy: “Don’t listen to him, he’s just bullying you. You are lovely just the way you are. No need to diet. You have a brain, even if its annoying. If it was so smart it could charm people into liking you for your personality!”

Personality: “Hey! Don’t drag me into this mess, you know I’m unreliable and mostly unpleasant!”

Self: “Please all of you stop yelling!”

Brain: “Shut up all of you, her sanity is barely hanging on here, we can’t all fight otherwise she will lose what she has left”

Sanity: “Pickles are the most majestic of all the fruits.”

Brain: “See. It’s too late.”

And that’s how I lost my sanity because I was hungry for chocolate. Did that make sense? Grampie, regret asking me to post more? Now you are probably just worried about me…

The only thing that concerns me about all this is that I don’t even like pickles. They freak me right out.

PS: People of Fox – do you see what happens when you don’t air New Girl on its appropriate day? This happens.