Showing posts with label Pizza. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pizza. Show all posts

Monday, June 20, 2016

Morning Traveler

When you arrive at the airport early and you discover that Starbucks isn't open—but Pizza Famiglia is;
So, I can get a slice but I can't get a drip?
Heartburn before caffeine just doesn't seem right.

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Friday, February 5, 2010

Pizza Day!

Do you remember pizza day?
All through elementary and middle school here in Southern California, every Friday was Pizza Day! (As I'm sure it was everywhere else in the country...)
I'm not sure if it's the rain or the fact that I've deprived myself of pizza for a long time...
But like one of Pavlov's dogs, I started salivating the minute I woke up this morning!
I thought about calling Dominos right when I woke up, but suddenly realized it was 7 am and I thought perhaps I should try to wait until 11 or 12 before I filled my body with unhealthy, greasy, cheesy, doughy, deliciousness topped with extra sausage, pepperoni and crushed red peppers!
Wait... What time is it? 10:20 am? That'll do!
Happy Friday!

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Am I The Biggest Loser?

Tonight I sat in my bedroom and watched "The Biggest Loser" while eating Dove chocolates with a caramel center, strategically placed atop a milk chocolate covered graham cracker...  I cried like a little bitch. The funny thing is, I'm not sure if I was crying because of how inspiring the stories were, or that I was almost out of chocolate...
The thing is I could never imagine weighing 342 pounds... I hate that I weigh 160! I know I could do better. But that would mean giving up the small joys in life. Like going to Carney's on Sunset and ordering a chili cheese burger w/ grilled onions and an order of chili cheese fries. ...Maybe I could skip the ranch dressing that I bathe the cheese fries in? But then really, what's the point?

I guess the point is to live a longer, healthier, more beautiful life. In the same breath, what's the fun in living longer if you're always hungry and deprived of the tantalizing, sweet aroma of a large "Meatlovers" pizza with extra cheese, dipped in ranch dressing?

Okay, I admit that I follow a workout plan and I do try to eat junk food in moderation... I believe I could make more of an effort! Especially now that I'm almost 21... (I may be exaggerating a bit on my true age...) Nevertheless, I am a self confessed "foodie."   I'd love to say that I eat to live, but that would be a greater embellishment than my previously stated age.

So, my hats off to all of the contestants on their journey to getting fit. Not only do I admire your hard work, but I appreciate your sacrifice. I'd offer you some of my chocolates as a "special treat" ...but I just looked down, and the bag is empty!