Yup its that simple – I cheated.
I cracked.
I caved.
I gave in.
I PAID THE PRICE.
I’ve been really good. Watching ever morsel of food that passes my lips. I’ve been the poster child for how to live gluten free. I have passed on birthday cakes, I have said “no thank you” to foods that have a high potential to contain gluten. I have gone as far as denying Boyfriend a kiss because he just had a mouth full of gluten.
And then I caved.
I gave in to Carrot Cake loaded with icing. And let me tell you all, it wasn’t worth it. It wasn’t worth the bloat, the dry heaving, the dark circles under my eyes, the heart burn and the general crappy feelings. IT WAS NOT WORTH IT.
I am not one of those lucky ones that has Celiac yet has no really horrible symptoms. I am not able to cheat.
And because I cheated, I am now soured to the taste and smell of carrot cake. Soured to it like we are soured to the taste and smell of the first alcohol that made us hug porcelain. Taking the number three spot on my list of things never to smell or taste again, is carrot cake – right behind Vodka and sushi.
Disclaimer:
I probably will cheat again. I know this. I know that on my Birthday I will somehow be able to justify eating a Tubby Dog and Crave Cupcake. I know that I can twist and contort the confines of logic to make this okay to do. So when I do, and when I blog about how horrible it was, you cannot write me about it. You cannot point out this post and you sure as Buddha cannot tell me to take my own advice. I HAVE A DISCLAIMER and that leaves me off the hook forever!
Damn I’d make a great lawyer!
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