Hello and Good Day,

I am pleased to announce that I am Latte Free, Frappuccino Free and any type of Smoothie Free!!!

Apparently,  I have joined the ranks of Adulthood by consuming healthy foods and none of the Jacked up Carb high ingest-ables (formerly known to me a fast food).  Once that habit was under the Bus,  promptly I ceased to include the heavily Sugar enriched Paraphernalia (also masquerading  as food).

What drove me to such behaviour?  Ease dropping on a customers phone call.

My book was good, but she was enthusiastic and a wee bit loud.
What can A woman, who eats Unlimited amounts of unhealthy food and too many Starbucks Foo Foo drinks, receive? Diabetes.
Diabetes,
Oh for the love of repetition- Diabetes.
My ears leaned in and I discovered a conversation which was all about needles, insulin and seizures.  All made it worse by my location - in full view of lovely Pies and Cakes...

I suffered a bit of Parasympathetic Rebound.  Once recovered, I began to Look about the area for a fit customer.  Eeks!  All puffy and lard-laden!
Upon reflection,  I can never return to some restaurants as I am unable to control myself.  I know this. I have the Right of Mind to choose healthy options but not the ability.  I cave under the stress of a Menu with chips.  
I wish not to be included in the Medical List of Problems from having Diabetes.
This may appear to be an over the top response, possibly-however I am now insecure and question my past food choices.
After emptying the icebox of all threatening food substances I now am the proud owner of a neatly ordered and hollow fridge.
Also, I am in no hurry to join others in being Pre-diabetic either.

Chocolate missing now...

I am feeling pretty good.  Proud.  So,  I gave up Chocolate yesterday. Now I am at day two of no Chocolate.
Somehow, overnight I gained a pound.  Ha, wow just one...Oh I did consume an entire Lavosh Pizza.
LOL, really I simply blinked and it was Gone.
I am exercising longer.  Not standing in line at Starbucks everyday leaves me with extra time.  

Today was a good day.  Day 22 of no Lattes.

I think my new obsession will be organizing.  I need to organize my paperwork.  I need to organize a spare room that is part exercise room, part sewing room, part craft room, part seasonal decor storage room and a little bit guest room.  I wonder how long it will take to fix it up, maybe send all of it to Goodwill and start over.  Maybe find a poster of Benedict Cumberbatch to hang on the wall.

That...is not a bad idea.

I'll sleep on it.

21 DAYS Without a Latte!!!

I made it.  
Twenty-one days without my love.  Not one LATTE for 21 days.  
Now what?

To test myself I stopped by Starbucks and inhaled the scent of Temptation. No Problem.  Not even a hint of "Gotta Have It Now" or "Ahhhh, Sugar."   I even got in line and ordered...a plain tea...no Sugar or Milk.  No Sweeteners of any Kind!!!  No urge, twitch or gasp for a Latte.  
Nothing.  I feel a little embarrassed.  What was all the fuss about?  Then I remembered...I am an Addict.  To Sugar, but still an Addict.  I'm simply fortunate that it was Sugar and not Alcohol or Worse...whatever that might be, I don't want to hazard a guess.

But now what?  I perhaps, need some sort of hobby.  I'll sleep on it, I might be inspired.  

Day 20 Without Chai Lattes, Situation Desperate

Well then 20 days. Twenty days of not a single Latte.  

Something that has helped me in the mornings has been loose Chai Tea.  I make it very strong, without Sugar and without Milk.  It doesn't stop me from thinking of the Sugar or the Milk.  It does help pass the time.  I feel that I could never enjoy the non-Latte Chai as much as a Chai Latte from Starbucks, but that may change.  
I don't pine for Soda now, though I have lost most of my will to live.

What will I long for when I am done Jones'in for a Latte.  Benedict Cumberbatch?  Perhaps.  He could very well be an even replacement for a Latte.  He may beg to differ and his mum might find it offputting.  However, it does seem like a decent obsession.  I could become an Unruly Fangirl.  Wear Sherlock Holmes inspired scarves and decorated my home with Skulls and Chemistry sets including petri dishes filled with unknown substances.  Install a large poster of the Science Of Deduction and a ohhh, Mr. Cumberbatch in a Speedo dripping with sexuality and steam in the...ohh steam reminds me of foam.  Foam reminds me of Lattes.  Lattes remind me, like Mr. Cumberbatch,  I won't be having either.  

Sad from now till the New Year

I love Starbucks Chai Lattes or rather did love Lattes.

My favourite drink has a brilliant 55 grams of total carbohydrates, of which 52 grams of Sugar.  Whattttt???
Actually, I always ordered mine without water added to the drink,  resulting in a few more grams of the offending carbohydrates.  Not something I am boasting about...
I am now at Day 19 without my beautiful Chai Lattes.  :-)
Exhausting really, Lattes are all I want to consume.  Not cheese, not ice cream or even chocolate.
Just Starbucks Latte.  LATTE!

I love Sugar.
Sugar is magical, it makes me feel like I am floating while twirling on a cloud.  Or something equally as ridiculous.

Apparently,  I am an Addict.  To Sugar.  Everyday, for the last 19 days Chai Latte has been the first thought in my head.  LATTE, Latte, LATTE ah!!!  Sugar!  Ah, LATTE!
Well, yes well done.  I have place 19 days behind me.   It hasn't been easy.

I have given up other sugar drinks, Carbonated sodas 1233 days ago.  Yes, I have kept track (I have a lot of time on the plane to keep a tally).  I gave up Diet Drinks that same day, as well as any sugar contained beverage available on the aircraft.  I don't drink coffees just teas.

I gave up Frappeccinos 38 days ago...lovely creamy Adult Excuses to have a Milk Shake for breakfast.  Not too difficult as the season changing from hot weather to cooler temperatures.

So, come on two more days! I am having a personal party on my Keyboard:)
There will be lots of exclamation marks when I hit 21 days...whee;)

Okay, aside from writing down all the food I consume in a day, I will take a photo and place it in my blog.  I came to the conclusion while I was having festive food and wineeeeee.  I need more than writing down what I swallow a photo journal of overeating may keep me honest.
Oh, and while I photograph food I might include a photo of my feet doing some exercise.
I walked 7304 steps yesterday in spite of the wine I was drinking.