And here we are into the new year, 2008. Day three, and I’ve flossed for three days in a row!! *pats on the back, pats on the back* We’ve been staying busy with playdates, arts & crafts, seeing Yia–Yia and Pop-Pop, and heading back to the gym. I’ve been told that it only takes 3 days of doing something to make it a habit. Well, I took an extended break from the gym over the holiday and believe me, not going has become a habit. It’s been hard to get back up on that treadmill, but the past couple of days, I’ve been doing it.

See, here’s the thing. I got this nasty head cold on Christmas that’s just wrapping up now. It was so bad that I couldn’t smell and couldn’t taste anything. Couldn’t taste anything!! Over the Christmas holiday! That meant the eggnog I’d been dreaming about went down without any taste at all. I received two 4-piece boxes of Godiva truffles for Christmas. I ate them both (yikes!) thinking the richness of the chocolate would shock my taste back into shape. Nope. I kept eating and drinking, but nothing happened. Well, nothing happened to my taste buds; my waistline, well that’s another blog for another day. Long story short, I just had to ride it out. Food is SO unenjoyable when you can’t taste it.

You’d think I’ve got a wooden leg or something the way I’ve been eating to try and get my taste back. There’s that 3 day habit rule. Now that it is back, I’m still eating like it’s gone. I’m just “hongry“. Yes, not just “hungry”, HONGRY. When I’m having breakfast, I’m thinking about what I’m going to have for lunch. When I’m having lunch, I’m thinking about what I’m going to have for dinner. At dinner, I’m thinking about dessert and at dessert, I’m thinking, “Man, you know what would taste good for breakfast tomorrow?” What is that all about?

I’d like to think I have a pretty cultured palate. I like sushi, roti, channa masala, lo mein, samosas. Still, I’ll take a well seasoned rib-eye and my all time favorite side — potatoes. If you are what you eat, I’m a big ol‘ potato. I could give up bread, rice, corn, all that starchy stuff, but come between me and my potato and we’re fixin‘ to fight. French fries, potato wedges, scalloped potatoes, duchess potatoes, pomme dauphine, potato latkes, pierogies, new potatoes, baked, boiled, smashed, mashed, pretty much any kind of way. Yum.

My taste buds aren’t back to fighting shape, but they’re getting there. In the meantime, I’m continuing to plot out what I’m going to eat next. I paid a visit to Godiva today, but alas they were out of the very truffle that I wanted to taste — eggnog, quelle suprise. They did have gingerbread and I’m looking forward to seeing how it tastes. I got a couple, too, just in case it takes a while for the taste buds to catch up.