When I find something new that I relish, my tendency is to overdo it. From what I know about myself, I don’t seem to possess the normal mental parameters that allow people to mildly like things. You could call it a roaming fixation but I like to think of it a zest for life. Very certain and specific things in life.
If I order something fabulous on the menu, I will order it again and again and again until the smell of it makes me sick. You may think I am exaggerating but there is a Mexican place in town where 5 pounds of my ass and I can take you to prove what I’m saying.
Besides the Mexican restaurant, we have also eaten at the Thai place in town so much that they know our order when we walk in the door. That’s how I can usually tell the love is turning down a dark corner.
Last year, it was a skinny sugar free vanilla latte. I needed them like Elvis needed Twinkies. Before that it was Diet Pepsi. Also on the done to death list are Mike & Ike’s, Hot Tamales (I found out they give me gas) and Twizzlers.
Upon finding this new love, I think about it at random times. I have crazy thoughts about leaving my house but for no other reason than getting more of this new thing. I even dream about it.
Why am I tell you all of this? Because I found a new it.
The recovery smoothie, oh, how I adore you! You replace all of my sugars and give me 20 grams of protein to help build lean muscle mass. You cool me off after my workout and keep me company all the way home. And you taste divine!
Bonus: The smoothie place is in the gym so unless I totally go off the deep end, I won’t be enjoying them unless I work out first. I have a feeling that this may be the real thing - true love.
Coincidentally, I got a letter from my daughter at camp today. It seems I have passed on at least one of my addictions to her and she’s not digging the detox.
Senior year of college? Tuna subs from subway for lunch and/or dinner and oatmeal for breakfast. I called it my beige period.
Mark me down for obsessions of Fresh Market Triple Chunk Brownies, Cupcakes on Kavanaugh’s grasshopper and oatmeal creme pie cupcakes, Ben & Jerry’s new Cake Batter ice cream, and Klondike Bars. Of course all of these obsessions will end abruptly after downloading the new kidlet, but still.
I definitely go throug addictions. I am coming off my Special K Fruit and Yogurt cereal addiction, I have been eating that for breakfast everyday since February. Scary.
Right now I am craving anything with lemongrass in it. Weird, but ever since we went to the new Thai restaurant in town, that is all I have been craving.
At least there was no ambiguity in her message!
Mmm… Twizzlers!
Current obsession- yougurt, fruit and granola combos like the ones sold in the airport where I first had one last week.
While I am enthusiastic about trying new things in new places, and will happily take you up on any offers to “try a bite!” off your plate, I almost always order the exact same thing in every restaurant we frequent. It’s something different in each different place, so I guess it could be a lot worse.
I’ve not had a single bit of ice cream other than plain vanilla or chocolate pecan in over nine years. Don’t want to bother. I like these and until they become extinct and I’ve exhausted every available source to find them, including eBay, Big Lots, and licking fossilized remains in dumpsters, they’re all I want.
So, do I think you’re weird? No, not at all. But coming from me, that might not be what you really wanted to hear.
I love this post, by the way. You’re talking to ME here.
I am obsessed with Diet Coke and I am sorely offended when I am at a venue that does not serve it. I’ve just returned from a trip to England, France and Wales and while England does have Diet Coke, France and Wales serves “Coke Lite”. I found the same thing in Ensenada and Tijuana, Mexico. I can stomach “Coke Lite” better than any Pepsi product but it is still not my beverage of choice. The worst is when I order “Diet Coke, please!”, and without warning I am served a Pepsi product. I recently discovered that there are no Coke products at any of the casinos, hotels or fast food places along the river walk in Laughlin, Nevada.
I can usually smell the difference before it gets inside my mouth but if I am at a bar and I order “Diet Coke and vanilla vodka” and they serve me vanilla vodka and diet Pepsi I usually can’t smell it and then I take a sip and I gag.
Coke was invented first and I don’t know why anyone bothered to invent Pepsi. They should have left well enough alone!
oh, i’m 100% like this. i get obsessed and then eat and eat and eat and eat and eat them some more. and then OVERDOSE.
DO I EVER.
I bounce from obsession to obsession to obsession.
Spicy Nacho Doritos
Ding Dongs
Mint chocolate chip shakes
Grilled asparagus
Tuna wrapped California rolls
Score Candy Bars
Baked potatoes
Just a TINY portion of my “I must eat these at every fricking meal” list.
Diet Coke and blogging have not expired but they are the exceptions to the rule.
The thing at camp??? It happened to my Gracie - my 10 yr old Gracie - 2 weeks ago. Eeek!
I totally do things to death. I just tried a new frozen yogurt, and ate it four times in the first three days (and blogged about it, naturally).
Oh and I just ate dinner, and am contemplating going to get some right now. The obsession is ongoing.
I’m the exact same way! I discovered meat loaf when I was 25 (yeah, weird, I know!) and we ate it a couple times a week until my husband begged me to knock it off. Then I moved on to sloppy joes (also had never tried those) and NOW? The new Big Taste Tacos at Taco Bell. I have been every day for the last four days and I’m about to beg my husband to go again for me because the drive through girl is starting to recognize me.
Writing this out I just realized that I have a deep and abiding love for ground beef. Weird, man.
I totally do things to death. And the Mexican place in my neighborhood is like my second family, I’m in there so much. I’ve even overdone it on healthy things. I cannot eat carrots anymore because I used to eat like a bag a day about 2 years ago. Now they have to be covered in ranch before I can even think of eating them.