Why is it whenever David travels, I become the bottomless pit? My hungry increases three-fold when he is not here. Is it the shame of eating in front of him, like a ravenous lioness. Or, could it be that I miss him?
He is my rock, my go to guy and the one person in the world who knows every single secret I have. I have trusted him with the most important decisions in my life and hand selected him to help me raise the kids. They couldn't have had a better role model. I am pretty sure that my children are happy with that selection.
When they are troubled or need advice, they go to David. Most times, they go to him before they go to me.It was David who attended all sporting events, all music events, both graduations and HE was the one who took the time and money to go to Lackland, Texas for Chelsea's BMT and Tech School graduations. David loves my children as much as I do.
How great is that....pretty dag-gone special in my book, I hope as they continue to grow-up, and have families of their own, their children will look at him with the same exact love and awe, when he is there for their children's births, sporting events, musical venues and every other thing kids get into.
I wonder if now that they are out of the house if they miss him as much as I do when he is on the road?
I feel like this frog, stuffed, lonely, miserable and feeling guilty, about all the calories I had today. My menu today has consisted of 3 poptarts, 4 cups of coffee (all 4 with creamer), a bag of microwave popcorn, 2 cheese sticks, 4 of the most wonderful halloween taffy's (they taste like candy corn), a 6 pack of sweet tarts, 3 snack size laffy taffy's, one chicken nugget and french fry microwave meal, four peanut butter crackers, a snack bag of cheetos, a bag of lays, and I cleaned out the french onion dip container, and I feel hungry and yet, I AM STILL HUNGRY!!! (and it's not a ZUMBA night...)
David will be home Friday or Saturday evening....I may gain 10 pounds before he gets here.
Struggling with food addictions, weight gain, and doing what is right, just don't fly when there is nobody here to answer to. Man, I hope the next couple days fly by?
He is my rock, my go to guy and the one person in the world who knows every single secret I have. I have trusted him with the most important decisions in my life and hand selected him to help me raise the kids. They couldn't have had a better role model. I am pretty sure that my children are happy with that selection.
When they are troubled or need advice, they go to David. Most times, they go to him before they go to me.It was David who attended all sporting events, all music events, both graduations and HE was the one who took the time and money to go to Lackland, Texas for Chelsea's BMT and Tech School graduations. David loves my children as much as I do.
How great is that....pretty dag-gone special in my book, I hope as they continue to grow-up, and have families of their own, their children will look at him with the same exact love and awe, when he is there for their children's births, sporting events, musical venues and every other thing kids get into.
I wonder if now that they are out of the house if they miss him as much as I do when he is on the road?
I feel like this frog, stuffed, lonely, miserable and feeling guilty, about all the calories I had today. My menu today has consisted of 3 poptarts, 4 cups of coffee (all 4 with creamer), a bag of microwave popcorn, 2 cheese sticks, 4 of the most wonderful halloween taffy's (they taste like candy corn), a 6 pack of sweet tarts, 3 snack size laffy taffy's, one chicken nugget and french fry microwave meal, four peanut butter crackers, a snack bag of cheetos, a bag of lays, and I cleaned out the french onion dip container, and I feel hungry and yet, I AM STILL HUNGRY!!! (and it's not a ZUMBA night...)David will be home Friday or Saturday evening....I may gain 10 pounds before he gets here.
Struggling with food addictions, weight gain, and doing what is right, just don't fly when there is nobody here to answer to. Man, I hope the next couple days fly by?


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