Food

Food is my definitely my one true love. Everybody needs it to survive, but it is really ALL that I need to survive. Whenever my stomach is running on E, head for the hills. I am one grumpy girl. Since elementary school, I would go through phases of cravings that would last anywhere from a few weeks to a few months. My first phase was popcorn. I would eat popcorn every single day; at school, at home, at a friends. Next came my cookie dough phase followed by the brownie mix phase. This one lasted the longest. Somedays I would choose to just stay home and pick out a box of brownie mix from the many shoved in the pantry, whip it up real fast, and sit and relax with a rubber scaper and the bowl while watching movies instead of taking my friends up on their invites.

My new, and almost record braking phase is...potatoes with the occassional hamburger helper (now that I learned how to make it : ) ). Last night I was home on my day off from work and friends, and throughout watching the Lion King, I managed to inhale an entire box of scalloped potatoes...all to myself. It has become an obession. Ever since I started learning to cook my own big dishes on my own, my appetite has gone through the roof. I managed to make my own chili by myself for the first time and I was so excited, I had to take a picture and send it to all my friends.

I wish I could master cooking. That would probably be the perfect job for me. But then again, I have a really lazy personality, so I'd probably never have the energy to make something that I really really wanted. So lets hope I marry a chef. : ) Because let me tell ya...

...this doesn't look like the most appetizing thing in the world. This was what I woke up to in the morning after a crazy night out with friends. God help me.