Hangover.

A sugar hangover, that is.

Yesterday was rough. I completely honestly admit, I gave in to the emotional desires for sugar and stuffed my face.

To be fair, it was a pretty traumatic day.  I accidentally ran over the baby bunny living in our yard. With the lawn mower.  Worse - my daughter had named it Princess Tiana when we discovered it living in our garden a few weeks ago. I have never felt so guilty and awful about anything in my LIFE.  And I found myself eating a cookie that I had gotten for the kiddos & Jen when she watched them on Saturday (but they didn't eat!). Then I was picking at the jelly beans in the bowl. And I thought "Well, heck, if I'm eating sugar, I might as well eat something delicious" so I ate a Reese's peanut butter egg. And a few more jelly beans, just to drive the point home.

*facepalm*

I knew I would hurt today. I just had NO IDEA how bad it would be! I woke up this morning and you would have thought I had 6 margaritas last night! Queasy and headachy, grumpy and still tired. It's CRAZY how awful that sugar made me feel. Because - for REAL - that is how I used to eat. Every single day!

So I learned a lesson and won't be making that awful mistake again (the sugar AND the lawn mowing!!)

** and for the sake of clarity, my daughter was outside with me, but she did not AND DOES NOT know what happened. And never will - until she's maybe 30**