I'm Calling the Exterminator

You might think this is about bugs, but you would be so wrong. Bear with me a little bit while I set this up.

Today is the Super Bowl. And all the hoopla that comes with the big game. It doesn't matter if you aren't a football fan, and if your are, it doesn't matter that  your team is not playing in the Big Show.

What does matter is two things: the commercials and the "spread." Not the betting one, although to some of you that may be a a biggie, but if you are poor like me, it matters none.

No, what I am talking about is the spread on the table, the counters, and on the barbeque pit. The Food.

It seems to me that we ought to just go ahead and declare this a holiday and have a legitimate reason to pig out while watching the pigskin. We do it for Thanksgiving, and often times around Christmas, and certainly during New Years. A month between these events, but not enough time to get back to the "zero weight gain" place.

During the pregame show, Ritz crackers were showing some semi-healthy snacks. But as the hours went by, the cracker spread got bolder and spicier. By the time the game was ready to go, most of us had given up even trying to pretend we were trying to eat healthy. As the momentum built up, our appetites soared.

The last of the chips and dips that Somebody Who Shall Remain Nameless had already gotten into were gone by mid afternoon. I am saved by the fact that it is a little too cold outside for me to hit the beer. But I did make some pretty awesome carne guisada....

Why do we eat too much of the wrong thing when we know it is wrong for us? I think it goes way past willpower and is more of a "because we always do it this way" mentality. Well, if you are naturally skinny and inclined to exercise several hours a week then maybe that is okay. But for us non-skinnies and not as active sorts, that is a recipe for disaster.

Now, I know  you were like me, and vowed to make the New Year your year to change those nasty habits, right?

If you always do what you have always done, you'll always get what you've always gotten.

So, I am gonna get up and dance with Madonna at half time. Never done that before!

Which brings me to the exterminator.

A friend posted this on Facebook:

"Calories. Tiny creatures that live in your closet and sew your clothes a little bit tighter every night."

There you go. THE explanation I have been waiting for. I wonder if my bug guy is available today?

In the mean time, I am going to heat up a bowl of guisada and rice. Right after I quit laughing at that cute E-Trade commercial where the baby is speed dating in the nursery!