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October 11, 2005
Damn you, stomach
A somewhat older and much wiser friend of mine once told me that, after turning twenty-five, she could no longer with impunity eat as much as she wanted of whatever she wanted -- that vast, unseemly quantities of delicious, non-nutritious foods didn't just add a few pounds, they made her feel sick to her stomach. I laughed at the time (I was a callow 24 then), but lately I have been meditating on her words with a renewed interest. Example: it is now 5:20 in the morning, a scant five hours after I went to sleep. I am sipping some water, trying to appease my stomach, which, faced with two solid days of Thanksgiving eating, has revernged itself on me by making me utterly miserable. I am sorry, tummy! No more stuffing, no more mashed potatoes, no more pumpkin pie with whipped cream. I offer up all the scruptious, starchy leftovers in the fridge and vow to eat only the clearest broths and most lightly steamed vegetables, if only you will let me get a good night's sleep and stop tying yourself in knots.
Posted by Jen at October 11, 2005 05:19 AM
Comments
Fatty foods make me feel sick to my stomach and I'm only 19. But I guess I've inherited the traditional Hughes family premature aging as I'm also getting gray-haired and curmudgeonly.
Posted by: Laura at October 11, 2005 09:21 AM
I think we should make next Thanksgiving entirely vegan. The worst we'll get is a little gas from all the soy.
Posted by: Nate at October 12, 2005 08:44 AM