They Ate MY Chicken

We used to visit some of our relatives in the province for special occasions or occasional drop-ins. One of my Lolas (the sister of my mom’s dad) loved cooking and she always accommodated us when we come over. She cooks amazing food and tells us stories (which I cannot mostly remember now). But this story is something I will remember forever. During one of our visits, she took me aside and told me that she had something for me. She told me to feed it every day and look after it so it will stay big and strong. She then handed me a cage with a chicken inside it. Now, as an adult, I would be weirded out if I was handed a chicken but as a child, it was like a brand-new pet was given to me for FREE! I promised her I will look after it and we took it in the SUV all the way home. I was so excited to have a pet chicken and all the way home I was already narrowing down names to call it.

When we got back home, they told me to let the chicken free in the backyard and to stretch its legs. I innocently followed their instructions and went inside to call my friends that I have a pet chicken. I think I had a nap for a bit because the time frame between me letting the chicken loose and me going back to check on it seemed like such a long time. But when I went back to find it, it wasn’t there. I asked everyone and each had a different reply: ‘It might have flown away’ (chickens can’t fly), ‘the dogs probably ate it’ (the dogs barely moved today) or ‘What chicken?’ (I might be a little groggy from my nap but I’m not stupid’). I was so furious and annoyed that a whole chicken disappeared and no one would tell me where it went. But from the title, we can all gather what happened: They took my chicken, de-feathered, gutted and sliced it then made some fried chicken. I refused to eat dinner that night and swore immaturely that I will never eat chicken ever again!

(Of course, I didn’t commit to this promise and enjoy fried chicken as much as the next carnivorous 21-year-old person lol.)

Condensed Milk Was My Undoing

Since the holiday, I have been eating a lot of things and (without shame) enjoying every bit of it. The holidays have always been the time of the year when I happily enjoy eating a lot and not really caring if I gained weight. But this year there was some worry if I’m going to gain back the weight I lost several months ago. I was alright at Christmas and took care of what I ate but the New Year was like food paradise. I ate every single dish that my mom cooked and within the next two days, I could feel the weight coming back and for the first time, I felt a little bit disappointed that I have gained the weight back so fast as it took me to lose it.

That is why I am so determined to lose it now because knowing me, I will have the ‘there is still tomorrow to start’ mentality. I need to lose this weight now before it gets out of control. I had already started exercising in the mornings with the dumbbells and on the stationary bike but then my stomach and my persistent and easily tempted sweet tooth saw the holy grail of calorie intake staring back at me.

The can of half full condensed milk!

Yes, CONDENSED MILK! It was right there and tempting me to have a spoonful but secretly knowing I will finish a quarter of it in the span of three days. I honestly do not know what came over me and as I write this blog post, I feel so ashamed. I have tried to avoid finishing it and I knew deep down that if I had even a teaspoon, I will get addicted to it! I can put my hand up now and admit to having a slight relapse to eating condensed milk.

But since the New Year’s food is nearly all gone (thank God), the exercise and lessening food intake will also follow and I can lose some weight and feel more healthy again. Wish me luck everyone and here is to a healthy 2018.