Promises, Promises

Movie theatre popcorn is the devil.

After hearing reviews like, "Viggo Mortensen burns a whole in the screen," I had to go see Eastern Promises. It was by no means a popcorn movie, but did that stop me? No. T and I got the usual - the #2 with large popcorn and two large drinks and we (or should I say I) ate it too. And yes, there was butter--and salt. So here was the cute part: ten minutes into the movie, when the popcorn was ALREADY half gone (yes a large), I decided it was gross b/c the butter and salt had run out. Now instead of putting the bag down and taking that as a hint, my dumb ass got up, left the theater and got some MORE butter. Awesome.

The movie itself was great. I thought the story was compelling and everyone played their parts well. As I mentioned to T on the way out of the theater, I thought Howard Shore's kind of broad scoring fit well with a big city like London, more so than it did in A History of Violence. That one was set in a small town and I kept thinking that the music was trying too hard, and overpowering the movie. I think he's calmed it down a bit since LOTR. Anyway, burn a whole in the screen? Maybe not. But Viggo was very good. He really went for it. I even enjoy Naomi Watts, whose acting abilities were totally lost on me in King Kong, where she literally screamed for an entire movie.

So anywho, after the movie, I found myself at Cactus Cantina. I'll spare you the details, but let's just say, there was a cup of queso and an order of steak fajitas involved. And of course, more chips. I am done even saying I'm done with those things. They win. Tortilla chips are my masters.

Thankfully, today was much better - I started off with some cereal b/c I was going to church (I don't know why). At church I of course had to have two oreos with my coffee - because they were Golden Oreos and they make my life.

I met David and his friend for lunch at Matchbox and was very proud of myself for getting a small salad with grilled salmon on it. No bread, no appetizers, or nothin. Success.

that left me room for a small caramel gelato - I do not go to the National Gallery without it. that reminds me I think I may have too many food associations. I too often find myself saying, " I shouldn't eat this, but I don't go to x place without getting y." That is not a good reason, but it totally lets you justify what you're doing. I'm going to have to find a way to break that. But first, examples:

Lauriol Plaza - chips and queso
Annie's Steak House - home fries
National Galllery - gelato
Matchbox - miniburgers (except today)

So, yeah. I'm gonna try to break those associations. I think if I go somewhere three times and don't get whatever the associated food is, I may be able to break the habit. We'll see.

So I had the last of my squash soup a couple of hours ago. It was good, but I am tired of it now. Maybe next fall. In my kitchen today was a coupon for a large pizza (two toppings) for $9.99 and I want to order it. The thought of it has consumed me since I saw it. In fact I am only distracting myself by flogging. I am going to go in the kitchen and see if I can't make myself a healthy alternative. Something with less carbs and bad fats. Wish me luck!