Yes, sadly, it's true. Never ever schedule your Farewell Food Tour during the same week that you have your yearly physical. :-(
My doctor is on a diet and she's taking it out on me by making me diet, too. Now, of course, I was already working on this diet stuff on my own. But I wanted to do it my way. A two-week tour of my favorite restaurants, eating my favorite blimpo foods. But no-o-o-o-o. Dr. Evil says she wants to see me again in 3 months, and she wants me to be 13 pounds lighter. The only good news in all of this is that I thought I weighed 210 pounds, but on the doctor's scale, I weigh 203! Yay! I've already lost 7 pounds! I know. It doesn't work that way. But it didn't hurt to try.
So now I'm choking down on whole grains and rabbit food. Not so bad, actually, except for one tiny little problem. I have Irritable Bowel Syndrome. I don't do so well with a lot of fiber and veggies. Are my bowels irritable? Oh yeah. They're pissed off! I spend more time in the bathroom than anywhere. I have a permanent indented toilet seat ring on my tush. I have to open the bathroom window every time I go and then little birds fall from the sky and the squirrels keel over. It's not a pretty sight.
Anyway, instead of having my McDonald's hash browns or cinnamon melt for breakfast this morning, I had a reduced-fat peanut butter sandwich on whole grain wheat bread. Every Wednesday, the gang at work and I go to Skyline for lunch. Did I have 2 chili cheese sandwiches and a big slice of chocolate cake? NO! WAH! I ate a baked potato with just a pinch of cheese on it and a garden salad. Where's the fun in that? Okay, it was actually pretty good. But it wasn't chili!
I wouldn't mind it so much if I had just gotten to do the Food Tour first. Now I have to wait 3 months before I can have nachos and cheese at the movies or the sampler plate at Friday's or the fish and chips with a jar of tartar sauce at Frisch's. With my luck, I will lose the 13 pounds and want to keep going with the diet. I'm screwed!
But life isn't all about just food. It's also about.....food! :-)
(And before any of you get on me about my spelling of "CANCELED"....the preferred spelling is with one "L", not two. I know this. I'm a writer!)