I, like most people , associate food with celebration. This can lead to one of 2 things when one gets really sad. Either you eat a lot in an attempt to achieve the feeling of happiness or you avoid it all together. As a lot of you know, Gryphon, my 16 year old dog died this week. I had him from a puppy and he was one of the best creatures on the planet. He was incredibly loving to everyone: dogs, cats, people. He loved the snow; he would dive into it. Here is a picture of him all curled up on his little bed.
I have lost 2 lbs since Sunday. I know it is not healthy but food is just not at all appealing right now. This is a problem. We condition ourselves to associate food with happiness. I think if I have any kids, I will try to avoid having birthday celebrations centered around food. I will take them to ride a pony or go up in a biplane. I really want to walk the wing of a biplane and swim with sharks (I have already done this once but it was really cool) but I digress.
It isn't just our families it is work people too. Yesterday the good people at my day job tried very hard to fatten me up. They brought in meatballs, Italian Soda (which just looks gross to me), cookies, and lemon bars.
Seriously, is it any wonder we are fat. We eat special occasion food ( or as Cookie Monster says: sometimes food) all the time.