I failed last night and had a 2:30 eating session. Lent started at 12:00 and I have already failed. This is how I feel after my late night indulgence. Boo Hoo. You think Joey would ever love you, you pathetic blubbering toddler?
I need to figure out how to do this and I think it may involve eating some fat and protein before bed. I am also slipping in my honey consumption. It's a slippery slope and I need to start climbing back to the top. Lent has begun. The Jesus Gauntlet has been thrown down and if he can last in the wilderness for 40 days, I can make it 40 days without these boneheaded habits I have picked up.
Caitlin is feeling better and has been on an impressive streak of reading about a book everytime I blink and starving herself of coffee. She hasn't slipped once in the coffee area which is a testament to how stupid she is (also how strong willed). I even tried to break her in Cabarete with a hot chocolate laced with an espresso shot (accident). She sniffed it out like scruff mcgruff. I felt really bad cuz she has helped me by yelling, "Don't eat anything" when I wander downstairs in the middle of the night.
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