Dear food: Please get out of my head. Smooches, Me.
I went to the grocery store with my husband yesterday (no way I'm going unsupervised - lol), and all the crap food kept talking to me. I just kept thinking about how good it would be to eat. This was on a full stomach, BTW. I have been on a binge for a few months now and just started getting my act together this week. I…
