How close are the molecules of alcohol and sugar?

I'm going to be doing the research.

I've heard that the molecules are really similar and do cause similar responses. Not sure how much that is me wishfully thinking though.

The salty/crunchy thing is huge for me but creamy/sweet does me in nearly as quickly.

Agh. I feel like I should be living in a bubble with healthy food shoved through a tube.

Son of a bitch. I just lost a massive post. Never mind,it was probably TMI anyway. The upshot was, bonny, FWIW, I'm very much like you when it comes to sweets. Behavior just like an addict, physical symptoms that you'd think would discourage me from ever doing that again and yet they don't.

I'm getting Invisalign braces next month, and I'm rather counting on them to change my eating habits. I'll have to take them off to eat, then brush and floss before I put them back on, and I shouldn't have them out more than two hours a day on most days. So eating will become a PITA, and so I'll be basically forced to eat three actual meals a day, no snacking, no sugary drinks. Hopefully braces will lead to both straight teeth and weight loss. (Please?)

I look at the dessert menus in restaurants, and all I can think is "a square inch of that would be lovely." Of course, I have actually ordered garlic-cheese mashed potatoes as dessert.

I could go through a serving bowl of garlic-cheese mashed potatoes and still be looking for more.

I could go through a serving bowl of garlic-cheese mashed potatoes and still be looking for more.

I've done this!

Today I bought a lovely cauliflower to make mash from. Looking forward to it.

Dammit, now I've got a craving. And I refuse to go to Denny's and get mashed potatoes. Laziness can be a saving grace.

And I refuse to go to Denny's and get mashed potatoes. Laziness can be a saving grace.

It's a mercy that I don't own a car and live in a fairly quiet neighborhood. God only knows what I would have done during the craziest of behaviors if I could get off the Hill. (Plus, going to the tavern down the street would have resulted in BEING SEEN. Couldn't have that.)

Dinner was a bowl of pasta with bacon salt and cheese. As I was eating, I realized, oh, wait, I forgot to feed my children too. Is that perhaps why they are acting like the criminally insane in their room? So I fed Grace her extra heavy, mostly coconut milk food and Noah came and had the rest of my pasta and half a peanut butter and apricot jam (which I made and canned Thursday AM before going to work) sandwich.

I hope they go to sleep now.

Me? It's a codeine night.

River otters are making a comeback in Pennsylvania!

Suddenly I haz internet at home! Who knows how long it will last?

IIRC, Keith Olberman really blew out his knee or ankle while using those fingered toed shoes.

Stress fracture in his foot from running. Weird mental picture!

Happy Birthdays to any who are having them! Health and peace ~ma to all that needs them!

That was when I took a good look at my behavior and the sad, sad fact that my mind was saying "don't do it" AS I was stuffing the junk in my mouth. But, I couldn't seem to stop myself.

That is me and cigarettes, not to derail. It didn't used to be, really. And damn, do I hate to admit it. I have got to quit for good. Ever since they added the chemical to the paper to make them go out if you don't keep smoking them, even my beloved Capris don't taste good, they make me tired and slightly nauseated, and I'm pretty sure that there's a link between smoking a lot and the migraines I've been getting.

Sorry, it's been a lot on my mind lately. First step is admitting, yada.