Chapter 17: My Shorts Don't Fit, part 2
Brain: Oooooohhhhhh, I'm dying here.
Common Sense: It's just sugar withdrawal. You'll get over it.
Brain: Sugar Withdrawal? How am I not over that yet? We've been doing this "eating modification plan" forEVER.
Common Sense: Well, just 3 days.
Brain: 3 days without my life blood. It's killing me.
Blood: Actually, we're feeling pretty great without it.
Brain: We're not all on the same page about feeling great. Right, bladder? 80 oz. of water every day hasn't exactly been a picnic for you, has it?
Stomach: Picnic? Did someone say picnic?
Bladder: (huff, puff) Well. I HAVE been busy. (huff, puff) But no real problems.
Stomach: What exactly are they serving at this picnic?
Temptation: Hello Everyone! So good to see you all again! I've been locked up so long, I almost forgot about all my lovely friends here.
Common Sense: Oh no! Go away, Temptation! We only have a couple of more days. We can do this if you go away.
Temptation: I'm sorry. I didn't hear you. I was busy showing Hand the way to Pinterest. That's right, Hand, just type in "Yum."
Eyes: Ooooo, that one says "easy." Can we make it? Can we make it? Pleeeeeease?
Temptation: My work here is done. I'll go away now.
Common Sense: That's a carrot cake, Eyes. We don't even really like carrot cake.
Stomach: Don't care. Cream Cheese icing... cake ... sugar...
Brain: Sugar? Hey, that exactly what I need to stop feeling so bad!
Stomach: Hey, Hand, type in "cheesecake."
Common Sense: For heaven's sake, I thought you were leaving, Temptation?
Stomach: Temptation did leave. But the rest of us know what to do already.
Common Sense: Have you all forgotten why we are here? What got us into this mess? Why our shorts don't fit anymore? THIS is the whole reason for it! Now get off Pinterest and go grab a bottle of water.
Bladder: Here we go again...
Stomach: Oh goodie. Water. How about we have a cookie with that water?
Common Sense: No cookie!
Brain: You're just so mean.
Common Sense: This was YOUR idea to begin with!
Brain: You didn't do a very good job talking me out of it.
Common Sense: When do I ever? You never listen to me.
Stomach: Where are we on the whole "making a cake" issue?
Common Sense: Hand, put down that sugar. No cake. Must wait.
Hand: Sorry, Stomach, I tried.
Stomach: Ugh. Tomorrow is going to be the longest day of my life.
Common Sense: It's just sugar withdrawal. You'll get over it.
Brain: Sugar Withdrawal? How am I not over that yet? We've been doing this "eating modification plan" forEVER.
Common Sense: Well, just 3 days.
Brain: 3 days without my life blood. It's killing me.
Blood: Actually, we're feeling pretty great without it.
Brain: We're not all on the same page about feeling great. Right, bladder? 80 oz. of water every day hasn't exactly been a picnic for you, has it?
Stomach: Picnic? Did someone say picnic?
Bladder: (huff, puff) Well. I HAVE been busy. (huff, puff) But no real problems.
Stomach: What exactly are they serving at this picnic?
Temptation: Hello Everyone! So good to see you all again! I've been locked up so long, I almost forgot about all my lovely friends here.
Common Sense: Oh no! Go away, Temptation! We only have a couple of more days. We can do this if you go away.
Temptation: I'm sorry. I didn't hear you. I was busy showing Hand the way to Pinterest. That's right, Hand, just type in "Yum."
Eyes: Ooooo, that one says "easy." Can we make it? Can we make it? Pleeeeeease?
Temptation: My work here is done. I'll go away now.
Common Sense: That's a carrot cake, Eyes. We don't even really like carrot cake.
Stomach: Don't care. Cream Cheese icing... cake ... sugar...
Brain: Sugar? Hey, that exactly what I need to stop feeling so bad!
Stomach: Hey, Hand, type in "cheesecake."
Common Sense: For heaven's sake, I thought you were leaving, Temptation?
Stomach: Temptation did leave. But the rest of us know what to do already.
Common Sense: Have you all forgotten why we are here? What got us into this mess? Why our shorts don't fit anymore? THIS is the whole reason for it! Now get off Pinterest and go grab a bottle of water.
Bladder: Here we go again...
Stomach: Oh goodie. Water. How about we have a cookie with that water?
Common Sense: No cookie!
Brain: You're just so mean.
Common Sense: This was YOUR idea to begin with!
Brain: You didn't do a very good job talking me out of it.
Common Sense: When do I ever? You never listen to me.
Stomach: Where are we on the whole "making a cake" issue?
Common Sense: Hand, put down that sugar. No cake. Must wait.
Hand: Sorry, Stomach, I tried.
Stomach: Ugh. Tomorrow is going to be the longest day of my life.
