my body needs a cookie

I neglected to mention in my previous post that I am thankful that we actually had THREE Thanksgiving meals this holiday season.

Ava Michelle was traveling to Ecuador for her school break, so Candice and Jordan hosted a Thanksgiving meal at their house on Wednesday, the week before Thanksgiving, so that AM could have a proper Thanksgiving feast before she left. They graciously invited Paul's parents, Paul, the boys, and me over to celebrate. It was a delicious meal in a warm, inviting home. (Sidenote--thank God Jordan married Candice. His bachelor pad has been beautifully transformed into an actual home.)

On the Tuesday before Thanksgiving, my sisters and I and our families gathered at Mom and Dad's for another delicious meal. Mom prepared the turkey, dressing and ham, and we girls brought the sides. Another thing I am thankful for? That my family can COOK. :) Good food!

Then on Thanksgiving day, we traveled to Greensboro to eat more turkey, a Honey Baked ham, stuffing, mashed potatoes, sweet potato casserole, broccoli casserole, string bean casserole, corn casserole (yes, there is a casserole theme here), cranberry salad, yeast rolls, pumpkin pie, pecan pie, cheese cake, and chocolate chip peanut butter cookies.

Although I consider myself a fairly health-conscious eater, I throw every consideration of fat, calories, sugar, cholesterol, etc. out the window for holidays. So suffice it to say that I, along with all of my boys, ate all we wanted at each of these meals. And then some.

And then Anderson's birthday party was Friday (a good time worthy of another post), so we ate pizza and chocolate-chocolate cake a la "Aunt Stacy". And who could say no to THAT? Not me.

So, I am now in a self-imposed sugar, fat, and salt detox. No, I guess it is more accurate to say that I am just backing off over-indulgence this week, giving my body a break. But I may be the only one. Bennett, for example, is still on a sugar kick. Last night I made a lasagna, salad, and cookies to take to our neighbors (her father just passed away from cancer), and Bennett smelled the cookies. He came down and licked the mixing spoons, but that is all I would allow. He returned upstairs while they were baking, snuggled up to his daddy (knowing I had already said "no cookies"), and this is what he said:

"I want a cookie."

Paul's response, "It is too late for a cookie, buddy."

Bennett's voice transforms into a higher pitched whine, he stretches his body out, writhing a bit as if in pain, and pitifully says, "But my body needs a cookie. Really bad. It does. My body needs a cookie."

Paul wasn't convinced.

So Bennett is now on a mom-imposed sugar detox for today. Well, for at least this morning anyway. :)

As for me, I guess I will be off the sugar for a few more days. I drove carpool this morning, so I did have a non-fat latte with aritificial sweetener, but my tummy is still rumbling a bit. I think my body needs a cookie.