A weak moment ...

Yesterday evening I left my sick-cave to scour the kitchen cupboards for food. My parents had just gone shopping and I wanted to see if there was anything good. There was. Chocolate!

Among the haul, mini Oh! Henry's! (Oh!!)

I fought the urge and stepped away. This morning, however, it got bad. Henry was all I could think about. I broke down, went downstairs with every intention of shoving the bite size chocolate into my mouth and maybe chewing. Maybe.

I got there, opened the cupboard door - Gone! No more chocolate! I don't know how the whole bag disappeared, and the crappy store brand chocolate chip cookies totally weren't worth breaking MFM for.

I had PB&J on a cracker for the fifteenth time and went back to bed.

Meh.

*Image care of Hershey Canada

RIP ... kinda & Milk Free Month Day 10

I think I am dying. Sort of. I have the flu and it's worse than I remember it ever being. Two weeks ago, when I was on a week long break from school, I was begging to get sick so that I could also miss work. No dice. Now when I'm back at school and still at work all of a sudden I can't walk, stay awake or move much.

Anyway, Milk Free Month is working out ok. I have discovered that I despise soy milk. I put some in my tea one morning, and my tea tasted like raw cupcake batter. I had a flashback to Grade 12 when, at a post-Prom get-together at my best friend's house, someone made me a soy-milk White Russian and I got immediately violently ill.

I'm also dreaming about grilled cheese sandwiches in my flu induced hallucinations. I'm thinking the next 18 days cannot go by fast enough!

I was going to make a post about my newly discovered/invented amazing milk free breakfast, but right now I can't really think of food.

When I'm done dying I'll post some more!