I love pizza.

I mean really, really love it.

And I need to no longer eat it.

Carbs. Too much bread. My body no longer likes it when I put a bunch of carbs down my gullet.

Ice cream. Man, do I miss ice cream. But the sugar content. Crap.

Chips. Tortilla, potato, corn you name it I love it. And you guessed it. Not having any any longer. Salt, carbs, preservatives.

The other day I was driving the bridge between Pensacola and Gulf Breeze during rush hour. Traffic was stop and go, and I was at a stop. Looked over to the car next to me and there were two young girls in it stuffing handfuls of chips into their faces. Out of what looked to my potato chip starved eyes as a garbage bag full of chips.

I wanted those chips. Bad. Was thinking of reaching over and grabbing the bag away from them as traffic started to move again.

But I didn’t. I took another drink from my water bottle.

Which brings up soda and tea. Have to cut down on the caffeine also.

Damn it sucks getting old.

Much to my Doctors dismay I refuse to give up my bourbon and cigars. Though she reminds me how horrible they are for me every time that I go see her.

Don’t care. Gotta have some fun.

Damn.