Singing in the cold

Back in the salad again. Back where avocado's my friend. Where the romaine fills the bowl and the carrots are grated whole. Back in the salad again.

Two days back to be exact, but I put on a shocking amount of weight in three days. My clothes still fit, but my scale is groaning.

And the funny thing is, the soup was really good, the butter and rolls wonderful, and the truffles amazing, but my salad tonight really felt just as decadent.

I'm pulling out all the stops now.

I do not want to die in pieces by diabetes, or of a heart attack from clogged arteries and I really would prefer not to age at all, so I'm doing the best I know how.