little victories

Adorable Felice and her adorable kitty and pooch.
All shnuggled up.
Ogh.
And weirdly enough she has 'thin' animals...
I mean bony breeds...
I mean, agh man, you know what I mean.
Yoh.
Dinner tonight was boss.
Here's what I ate/drank:
3 Castle Lights
Salted popcorn.
Salad with lots of Greek dressing.
The salad was the usual but with raw carrots and cooked green beans and cooked but still crunchy broccoli.
Broccoli is the fucking best for soaking up sauces.
I have to eat more par-cooked crunchy awesome broccoli :)
Amazing quiche with mozzarella, feta, sundried tomatoes, spinach and a brown bread and butter base.
And chickpeas cooked with onion, tomatoes, peppers, spices.
And basil beer bread.
And two and a half chewy fresh-baked choc-chip cookies for dessert.
Mmmmmmmmm.
Amazzzzzzeeeeeee
Yes. It's a hella lot of food.
But I'll focus on the little victories.
(1) I stopped eating my second dressing soaked helping of salad.
(2) It didn't even occur to me to take a whole third cookie because I felt so full.
I know that may seem a strange thing to list but honestly I will often stuff myself when full,
it's freaky 'cos I'm binging in public
I can feel the manic obsessive gotta-get-it-in gahgahgah madness of binging
and nobody knows
inside i'm freaking the fuck out
and what freaks me out more is that no-one can tell
because if I knew that someone was feeling like that
I'd turn the music down a bit
I'd take their hands
hold them firmly
and talk quietly saying
It's okay It's okay It's okay
Shhh-shhhhh-shhhhh
It's okay.