not eating

It's been a while. For a lot of things, but I'm referring to my blogging. I've been busy. So busy I hardly got to spend time with my Eliza girl before she took off to Utah. First, I went home. Which, I did blog about. Then, less than a week later I went to Phoenix for an Applied Behavior Analysis Conference. That is a big deal. Then, I tried to play catch up. And by the looks of my desk (see below), family room, bedroom, and kitchen, it seems I have failed. Utterly failed. Do NOT let that fool you! I am still in the PROCESS of catching up! (with school and work and home and research AND LIFE)

But today, I post randomly and purposelessly about NOT EATING. This has been an issue in the distant, very distant past. In conjunction with over-exercising, which is currently the opposite problem of NO exercising. Well, today I have been reminded of why I was never really all that successful at not eating. Not only do I love my body, BUT IT TOTALLY SUCKS. I am starving and shaking and every time they make me fast to get my blood drawn I whine and cry and eat up until the last minute possible without breaking the 10 hr rule, sometimes a few minutes after. Today, I was just too busy. I barely had time for a bagel with yummy fattening cream cheese on the way to a research family visit. Now I am home and waiting to go pick up my sushi and I AM SO HUNGRY I WANT TO DIE. I found myself thinking, no wonder that eating problem thing never really panned out. Now, I end this drivel of a post to go stuff my face :)