Solace for Squirrels

As with most women (and men, I'm assuming), I suffer from the occasional bout of binge eating. I'm not sure where it comes from, and don't feel like sitting in a therapists chair for the next 2 years to figure it out. To control these urges, I generally try to keep tempting foods out of my place. The only downside to this brilliant plan is that the binge still wins me over - I just end up eating something totally ridiculous, given that there's really nothing in the apartment that could actually satisfy my craving.

Some of my most recent creations:

• Butter, flour and sugar mashed together in a bowl (ah waz aimeeng for da cookie dough)


• Ryvita smothered in butter and honey, eaten continuously until the package ran out


• Melted butter cooked in a pan with brown sugar and oatmeal (covered wit da vanillaz ace cream)


• An unhealthy amount of avocados (like many, many more than you'd put into a guacamole you planned to serve to a crowd of 20+ people coming over for your mexican themed housewarming party)


• An entire package of Quaker Tendre/Chewy chocolate covered granola bars (weet da marshmallows!)

Sigh... Maybe what I really need to do next is make myself a yummy invisible sandwich.