I used to joke that if I was ever a weight-loss success story on the "Today" show, instead of wheeling out wagons full of doughnuts or cheeseburgers, Joy Bauer would place a single teaspoon on the table as the reason why I once struggled with losing weight for decades.
A single cream cheese-and-jelly smeared teaspoon.
This week I am trying with all my spoon-licking might to make food and toss the implements in the dishwasher.
("What's the big deal? Isn't that what normal people do?" you may say. You are not me -- you have no idea how much Vidalia onion relish I ate straight out of the jar.)
This brings me to one of my favorite blog posts ever. Like ever-ever-ever. It's over at The Healthy Hausfrau, and it's titled "A Bite Here and There: What's the Big Deal?"
I'm sure I've mentioned it before (oh, wait, I have) but I referred back to it this week as I work to break my spoon addiction.
She tallies up those little calories throughout the day, which, in her list come to a staggering 770 calories of invisible food.
When my teenager was a toddler, he'd often leave food on his plate, as toddlers are wont to do. And I would eat it, as moms are wont to do.
(Come to think of it, he still leaves food on his plate because his hunger mechanism is not totally screwed up like some people I inhabit.)
But over time, he learned not to push the plate toward me -- probably because I have embraced the mantra and repeated to him, "I AM NOT A GARBAGE DISPOSAL."
I've gotten much, much better at this (see my 2010 post "The road to hell is paved with barbecue sauce") but I still slip up.
But today, I tossed that jam and cream cheese smeared spoon straight into the utensil basket.