Day 85

Eating over and over could not be cuter....but I did not look like this when I emerged from my room to see another nacho cheeserama and hot dogs and soda going on. There is like a half gallon of velveeta salsa dip with a ladle in it in the kitchen. All sorts of chips.

I grabbed the hot dog off my daughter's plate and bit into it. I then grabbed the half gallon of cheese dip and demanded to know where the Doritos were. I took out one of those Black Angus with Vidalia fat boy burgers and put it on the fire. (I had time to do this all). I ate chips in the meantime and said some bitchy words oh no I was asking how much Dog The Bounty hunter gets for catching the criminal.  I didn't like the Cool Ranch and so I went to check on my burger. I made sure my bun was dressed with mayo and a slice of onion. I start biting into it thinking..."this does not taste like I thought it would why am I even eating it quick give it to the dog...no eat half to see if it is tasting any better...then give it to the dog."  I call the dog and tell her to quick eat the nasty thing.

Now I have a head ache and I am tired. I need to meditate and deal with my recovery plan tomorrow.
All I know is that I am tired of walking out to an eating frenzy watching Dog and am so p.o.'d that I let it get to me. This was the third day of the dip trough with ladle and there is still a bag of gooey chips ahoy I never tried in my life, a bag of m&m's the big ones you fill bowls with suddenly appears in the fridge right next to the two Tillamook Cheddar loaves which is only one third of the cheese in this fridge.

The only good thing about this is that it is not just before a weigh. I have 4 days to recover. Guzzling water as I type to make sure I have a flowing river to transport the illegal goods out of my nation.