forgive me father, for i have sinned. it has been way too many days since my last confession. today i made poor food choices. but i started off with good intentions.

breakfast consisted of a honey-sesame seed bar from horrock’s. for lunch, i decided to go back to a healthy summertime favorite: sliced english cucumbers with feta and balsamic. yum, it was so good. but i did not take into account just how long this healthy food might actually sustain me. i had errands to run after work. once i got on the road home, i needed gas. and this is where i blacked out. 

i was starrrrrrrrving. the last thought i remember having was how yummy a cheeseburger from mcdonald’s would taste – but my faithful sensibilities reminded me that i gave up fast food for lent.

my eyes came back into focus about 10 minutes from home – right at that point when i was licking the barbecue off my fingers and staring down the barrel of an empty bag of chips. i started to laugh this really creepy laugh. then i started to howl. what the heck is wrong with me?!

what do they call it, “binge” eating? me, i like to call it “get-the-hell-out-of-my-way-before-i-take-a-bite-out-of-your-skinny-ass” eating. and i mean it, too. just ask jason.

as my husband would love to verify, i am sure, (easy there, tiger) i have serious blood sugar issues. when i get too hungry, i get crazy. like whacko jacko crazy.

i remember one time driving around chicago with jason, and he was driving up and down every street trying to find free parking. meanwhile, my hands were shaking so bad i had to sit on them to hide it. then my lips curled back and the fangs came out. poor guy never saw it coming. the tears, the demands to let me out at the curb, the orders to just park the f*ing car. now we look back and laugh (i think?) but that was the day he learned. if jessica says she is hungry, you better get on it. stat.

is anyone else out there crazy like me?