R. I. P. Pushing Daisies, and Overcoming Overeating/HAES

I just read on a Disney-related mailing list that yes, it's officially canceled. Oh, well. At least Scrubs is taking half its place on Wednesday nights come January, followed by Lost at 9pm. Oh, happy day! I better get hustling re-watching the series. I'm only half-way through season 2, with Charlie set to discover Henry Gale's balloon in the next episode.

But I won't be able to do that next week. Vacation time! We're going to use those precious few days together to sleep late (hopefully), watch plenty of television, shop in at least one mall with a bookstore (I have a list!), and eat whatever we want, starting with a boxful of bakery products my husband will pick up on his way home from work in about 4 hours from now.

One thing I'm specifically going to work on is dropping the guilt from eating food. Already this morning I told my husband no less than four times (twice via email) not to buy the donuts, that I shouldn't be eating them, and each time he told to to shut up, he's buying them anyway, that there's no reason I can't enjoy them. I'm already packing up all my diet and weight loss and "healthy eating" books for the week and bringing out the HAES and fat fiction ones and will soon start reading the revised edition of Overcoming Overeating (Finally!) and have the Intuitive Eating book on reserve at the library. I must admit that I do feel better physically when I eat a more varied diet, one that includes meat and dairy and a wee bit of chocolate. Now to convince myself I'm not going to go to hell or get hauled off by the food police if I do. My son already told me he's hoping I make his favorite butter cookies for Christmas this year, that he misses them the years I'm on a diet and refuse to bake them.