I have been eating like crap lately. I mean, today alone I skipped breakfast, had coffee from Starbucks, ate more dessert than lunch at the holiday potluck at work (and what lunch I had that wasn’t dessert was somebody’s cheeseburger dip with chips and somebody else’s meatballs and stuff like that), and then had a beer with coworkers after work for dinner. I’m home now, and I could eat something healthy(ish) for dinner, but a) I’m not hungry, and b) I have cookies and toffee bark. Why would I eat dinner? Ugh. I don’t think I can talk about food anymore. I’ll feel better tomorrow. And maybe I’ll eat a salad. Tomorrow.