caught red handed

Matt and I decided to try an amazing fad diet together to get rid of a bunch of pounds. You know the diet, the one that sounds so great - that gets rid of 10 pounds in 2 weeks? Yeah, that part sounds so good you say to yourself "I don't care if I hate the food, I can handle it for 2 weeks if it means parting with these saddle bags and love handles." You think you can endure just about anything for a few days if it means getting that 10 pounds off.

Well, not me. I caved, but before I did, look at my lunch I ate the other day! Doesn't it look so good? It truly was, but Rachel is NOT a carnivore and I am having some MAJOR trouble with swallowing as much meat as the diet requires. UUHHGGGG, just the sound of meat makes me queasy right now.

Matt has been doing so well with all the meat, so I didn't want him to know that I was having trouble swallowing all of that protein and having NO CARBS! I am a cracker, pasta, bread kind of girl, just so you all know. Anyway, I didn't want Matt to know that I was going to go BERZERK, so last night I waited until EVERYONE was in bed and asleep. I snuck downstairs to the food storage and got a bag of Chips Ahoy cookies. (by the way, those are on sale this week at Smiths for a dollar) I then went to the fridge and got out the SKIM milk jug. I went to my bed (Matt had crashed with Kelsey), got my good book and started reading and eating and drinking. I had enjoyed myself a few good handfuls and a few nice swigs right from the jug and thought I had better put it all away. Right then, who walks in our room and finds me sitting on the bed with a jug of milk in my lap, my hand in a bag of cookies, and a good book layed out before me? Matty. The smile on his face made me blush. I love that man.