Snackish

Do you ever feel a bit snackish? I sure do, and it's usually at the most inappropriate times. For instance, I tend to want a snack about an hour before lunch. Then there's the hour before dinner. The kids haven't figured out yet why I insist on being alone in the kitchen! That's right, even as I'm telling them they have to wait to eat until the food is ready, I'm busy sampling it all "just to make sure it's aaaallllll gooooood."

One is rarely in the mood for a snack that's healthy, at least in my house. Crackers are a favorite among the children. Peanut M&M's are preferred by my husband and I (and knowing they're low on the Diabetic Index just means you can have double, right?).

I was thinking about being snackish because it's after ten at night and my tummy's sending me a message that goes something like,

"Hey Brain, I've been empty for a few hours now and could sure use something to get rid of this gnawing sensation. Got anything on hand?"

As this message heads on up towards my brain, my sweet tooth immediately picks up on the vibes and says,

"Ooooh, yeah. Make it something chocolate. There's nothing like a bite of chocolate late at night. That'll make both me and your tummy feel real good."

Well, my poor brain can't take more than one message at a time. It tends to feel overcome with peer pressure. Of course my digestive system, which tends to work on the slow side anyway, can't get it's message up to the brain in time to say,

"Chocolate at this time of night? You've got to be CRAZY! You'll have acid reflux, not to mention the serious amount of work you'll put me through trying to digest this all night long. Sure you'll be sleeping, but it won't be a good sleep. Think about it!"

Needless to say by the time this message has reached my already overtaxed noggin,' a nice square of Hershey's Symphony has already begun melting in my mouth. This glorious sensory overload manages to quell any other messages my body might try to send after it's too late.

So my body tries to get back at me the whole rest of the night long. I know - so rude! I don't like feeling snackish, but there's not a whole lot I can do about it...except maybe head off to bed now.

(In case you were wondering, and I know you were, I didn't eat any chocolate tonight. And for a snack earlier today I had a small handful of Sugar Snap Peas. What a good girl!)