Cheese Ghetto.

I am a chub.

I'm not in denial. I have no desire to pretend to be something that I'm not. I loves me some sustenance. The problem with me is....when I am happy, I eat. When I am sad, I eat. When I am indifferent, I eat. When I am bored, I eat. When I am horny, I eat. When I am introspective, I eat. When I am writing, I eat. When I am editing, I eat. Instead of catching the alcoholism bug, I caught the food addiction bug. Yay me.

I think you see the pattern here. It's not a good pattern, but a pattern none the less.

I like to thank certain foods for my rotund figure. I think I should put credit where credit is due. Cheese.

As most of you know, Cheese is my achilles heel. My love. My heart. My one true love....

Well, maybe that went too far. Gerard Butler would be insulted.

HA! Kidding. Relax. I love my nerd. And my nerd only. But anyway...I spend a lot of quality time with cheese. Especially when I am writing. Which is OFTEN lately. (No, seriously, until my second pass edits of What If Guy are done, and the initial edits on my Secrets Trilogy are complete....my fat azz is in the computer chair night and day. Lovely.)

So anyway.... feel like I need to pledge my love to my cheeses of choice for this week.

This week I've spent a lot of time with one of my first loves: Cottage Cheese. Oh, how I love thee, cottage cheese. Open a bag of potato chips (Sour cream and cheddar by Ruffles are best, btw) and do the dip dip dip in some cottage cheese. NOM NOM NOM.

Doesn't sound good? Try it. You'll realize that when it comes to cheese, I am all knowing.

My other love for the week is yellow and white American cheese. The fanciest cheese I've loved? No. Usually my tastes are a tad bit more sophisticated. Well, actually a lot more sophisticated. But...this week has been all about comfort cheese. I did a throw back from my childhood. I indulged in cheese sandwiches and grilled cheese sandwiches. Chips and cottage cheese. Mmmmmmm....

Sometimes a girl's got to go a little cheese ghetto. Period.

Brooke Moss.