Day 3- Houston, We May Have a Problem....

I yelled at our food processor today. Yep. Went postal on it. Why? I have no idea. Well, I have an idea. I WAS HUNGRY!!! Working from home may not be such a good thing during this cleanse. Everything is accessible- the salt water taffy I bought in San Francisco last week that I didn't throw out (I thought Fred was going to hide it, but it's right there in plane sight in the nambe' candy bowl. (Yes I am using nambe' for a candy bowl- it was a wedding gift from marriage #1- what do I care?) LOL. There's also the teddy grahams I found in the pantry. I have kept my distance from the little guys. Teddy and Co., you better make a run for it or hop in Fred's work bag or you're toast. Today is turning into a tough day if you haven't noticed from my TONE. :) I woke up trying to think what would taste good today and satisfy my cravings- I tried brushing my teeth longer and using more toothpaste; my daily intake of pills- hey Mr. Vitamin C, maybe you will taste like a Florida ripe orange this AM. Nope. How about my allegra? Nope, still tasted like an icky pill. What about my plaquinil? Would it turn into a Hershey's kiss? Nope. And, while I am on the topic of Hershey's, daytime TV is a killer to watch! You've got Rascal Flatts making smores at 11:00 am (asses) and then Jamie Pressley going on and on about a Zaxby's milkshake at noon (bitch)- she says "now don't you want to get on down to Zaxby's and have a yummy chocolate milkshake?" Hell yes, I do! But right now I want to punch your lights out for tempting me. And of course Subway has all KINDS of subs for me to try! Grrrr....
But, back to the food processor. Food processor, I am sorry for calling you a piece of crap (and other slang words that I will keep out of the blog today; trying to limit myself to 3 a day) and throwing a pie pan at you. You did a great job making my hummus. I am sure that the Food Network could press charges against me for some kitchen law of violating my food processor. Which by the way, I can't watch the Food Network for 26 more days either. I think I am stuck with ESPN and MSNBC. Who is going to tell me who wins Idol tonight? There were food commericals all OVER the place last night. I finally started going to pee every time a commercial came on. I think tonight I am going to count the number of food commercials that come on during Idol and my FAVORITE TV show, Modern Family.
Well, off to start making my turkey chili for dinner this evening.
Please keep all utensils out of my reach- I think my food processor has a restraining order on me .

26 days to go!!! My how time flies- not. And no, I won't be joining the Facebook group, "Yes I am Southern and need a sweet tea to survive"- Until June.

Thanks for reading and talk to everyone tomorrow! Addio! (That's good-bye in Italian). I think I will say good-bye in a different language to close out my next 26 blogs-- ooooooooh :)