It has been at least a year since I have done this, and I don't know if I'm glad or sad or both. I turned into the Dairy Queen drive thru! Here's the good news - I ordered the smallest cone and I only ate half of it.
I had seen the DQ there before. It is across the highway from my eye doc's office and through 4-5 appointments over the past 4 months, I had never turned in. I talked about going there with Jeff after my cataract operation, but as soon as he agreed, I changed my mind and we went straight home.
I don't know why I did it today. And, I'm not going crazy because I had some ice cream. I don't think it will do irreversible damage, either. What I think is really important is that I enjoyed it, I didn't eat it fast, and my subconscious mind nudged me hard enough so that I stopped eating once I had had half, On top of that, I had no regrets about throwing the rest away. Maybe I'm learning that I can treat myself with small amounts of yummy things once in a while. I think that I'm glad I did it.
Thursday, September 10, 2009
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3 comments:
this post is so great! I love that you were able to enjoy a sweet treat without any regrets or worries. That shows that you were eating the DQ with the best intention - not cause you were happy or sad or bored...but because you wanted a little taste of something sweet and cold. Go you!
Hurray! What a wise choice! So much better to find yourself at the DQ than have the DQ find you.
Love you!
Miranda
This is a great post! And a lovely treat.
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