Saturday, February 18, 2017

Val's Undoing

It's no secret that Val has been making wise choices. And if not exactly WISE choices, at least wiser choices. The lesser of two fatteners. Picking her meals and snacks so that they do the least damage to the undiet that she started last February.

Normally, I don't deny myself something I want. I take less of it. And I balance out the meals around it. Still, I abstain from buffets. No good can come of that. And I buy snack foods that, although not falling into the healthy category, have a means to control portions, and calculate calories.

One thing I DO deny myself right now is PEEPS. I LOVE PEEPS! Especially the best PEEPS, the purple bunny PEEPS. It's too long until Easter. If I indulge in PEEPS now, it might be the beginning of the end. They leer at me from every shelf. Walmart, Save A Lot, Country Mart. I'm surprised the gas station chicken store has not stocked up on them to tempt me. There will come a day, closer to the vanishing point of PEEPS, that I take some of those bunnies home with me. But lately, I've been able to resist.

I've also driven right by the frozen custard store that I waited a year-and-a-half to reach completion. Yes, I would dearly love a Kiddie Cone of chocolate custard on these unseasonably-warm 70-degree February days. But I resist. Yes, a Kiddie Cone is a better choice than a medium concrete with chocolate custard, chocolate chips, and caramel. But I can do it. I can delay that treat for a while.

With such a will of steel, it might come as a surprise to you that Val fell off the wagon two nights ago. It surprised Val, too. After all, she builds into her undiet room for a snack every evening. Most often, it's two Hershey Kisses or two mini Reese's, along with an individual bag of pretzels, Sun Chips, or Cheez Its. Sometimes with a side of Frank's Original Red Hot Sauce for dipping!

Val's fall from grace was obviously Hick's fault, right? Because she was talking to him upstairs, before bringing her snacks downstairs. And thus forgot her chips on that fateful evening. Val is not one to climb steps all willy-nilly. There are 13 of them from the living room to her dark basement lair. When I discovered the missing chips, I decided that a bag of Cheez Its was not worth a hike back up from my subterranean hideaway.

I was sure I had something stashed away in my dark basement lair. Not so much stashed, as in hidden...as stashed, as in set aside in all the clutter and forgotten about. Under a wooden chair from Hick's old kitchen table, stacked with books I'm meaning to read, was a Walmart bag. I use them to transport things from one level to another. So anything could have been in that bag. Important envelopes that I was sure I'd need for taxes ten months later. Books to add to the chair stack. Magazines that I might want to reference. A video that I'd taken to school for a holiday or reward showing. A box of Puffs with Lotion. ANYTHING!


I pulled that bag out and looked inside. JACKPOT! I found some chips! Yummy! I hadn't had these chips in a long time. They're like Pringles, but tortilla chips instead of potato chips. AND I had two packets of Red Burrito Hot Sauce left over from previous Hardee's Chicken Bowls on my desk. My nightly chip bags run anywhere from 110 calories for pretzels, to 150 calories for Cheddar Jack Cheez Its. So I counted out a serving of 15 chips for 150 calories. NOM-NOM!

The problem was, you see...I had some hot sauce left over in the packet. I never should have opened the second hot sauce packet. Should have just stretched that first one until it ran out. But just a couple more chips wouldn't hurt, right? Right? I ATE TWO MORE SERVINGS OF CHIPS!!! That's half a can of chips, people!

But that's not the whole shocking story. I wondered why I haven't thought about these chips lately. I used to buy them all the time. They're great with Frank's Original. And great with Red Burrito Hot Sauce. I don't remember seeing them at my local Walmart lately. Maybe this could explain why:


Now that I think about it...those chips DID taste a little like cardboard. Not that such a fact stopped me from foundering myself on them, eating THREE SERVINGS!

That's right. Val did not eschew her wise choices for a delectable, special occasion or celebratory meal. Nope. She ate two-year-old, stale, pressed-particle, processed, tortilla-like chips.

I feel so cheap.

16 comments:

  1. Mrs. C. likes PEEPS and sometimes I surprise her with some, As for me---yuck!

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    1. At least you haven't "expired" yet!

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  3. Val--Perhaps most of the calories had evaporated in that time? Don't beat yourself up about it. If you do, you'll find solace in something (foodwise) and then you'll beat yourself up again, then more stress-eating, and so on.

    It's a vicious cycle.

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    1. Yeah. I'm sure those calories evaporated, leaving only flavor, salt, and fiber.

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  4. I just found a box of chocolate covered malted milk balls in a drawer of my desk. Those things must have some kind of addictive drug in them cuz now I can't leave them alone! Darn! They're good!

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    1. I think the fact that we FIND these treats is makes them so appealing. Kind of like Joe H finding brownies under a towel on the kitchen counter.

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  5. I ate six Hershey's Kisses while reading this post!!

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    1. I'll try to make the posts shorter, so you'll eat only five.

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  6. So, did you dispose of the rest of them? Just curious. I am sure that time will eliminate any bad calories! I just ate a banana. I am craving apples, but I refuse to pay for them, I have trees!!

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    1. Oh, yeah! I DISPOSED of them all right! Over two successive nights. Three more servings, spread over two nights. But I budgeted them in, you see. Did I care that they were two years past date? Nope.

      Now I want an apple! A Granny Smith, with a tablespoon of peanut butter! But I'm not driving to Walmart to get apples and peanut butter.

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  7. I am opening a snack bag of Cheeze its, and found dark chocolate chips from Christmas baking g stashed in an M&M tube. The thrill is as good as the taste.

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    1. Those two snacks should complement each other quite well. Then you can start a new scavenger hunt for the next treat.

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  8. Yes, those type of chips are my undoing .... 1/2 the can? I'll see your 1/2 can and raise it to the whole can !! Can't even keep them in the house .... they call my name. :)

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    1. I'm pickin' up what you're layin' down!

      Save A Lot used to have some kind of special bargain pita chips. I could NOT put them down. I quit buying them, and then the store ran out before Christmas.

      They're BACK! I purposefully strode past them over the weekend, not even slowing down to see which flavors they had. It would be bad news to pick up those pitas.

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