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Like a hole in the head.

Prior to my having weight loss surgery I was told my taste buds might change. They have a little: I can only eat one brand of cottage cheese (Daisy), all the others I used to like I now can't stand the taste, let alone the texture. Sour cream is  a definate no-go. Not a big fan of mangos. Don't dig strawberries. I used to detest cantelope, but it's become a little more tolerable. Still hate lemons, and onions are now viler than they were prior to surgery. I've become a touch sensitive to tart (or sour) foods. I absolutely love almonds (I have a snack basket with tons of little almond packs) and peanut butter (I have a second snack basket full of nothing but Jif-To-Go cups). Still love tomato, cucumbers and feta. I like Greek yogurt if it's got stuff in it.

Usually I get Chobani. I loved it so much I at one point sent an email through their web site saying why I loved it and how it worked for my new way of eating (I received a hand written thank-you card in the mail, accompanied by several coupons and a nifty little magnet). Every now and then I'll pick up different yogurts. Last week I picked up Fage Greek yogurt. They have a little pocket on the side filled with fruit, that one scoops out and mixes into the yogurt (that's after one gets spit upon by removal of the little foil lid which is fused onto the container). Really talented people manage to get it on their desk while mixing (cough, cough). Blueberry is my favorite.

I really should have stuck to the blueberry.

"Honey" was the flavor today. First of all let me just say whomever though to put honey in that stupid side pocket ought to be slapped. Seriously...have you ever scooped cold honey? It's like the consistency of Play Dough (without that smell). Then trying to mix it into a pile of cold yogurt. Oh. Em. Gee. Wally. It hardens right up. So there I am trying to mix this hardened glob of honey into a teeny tiny area of yogurt.

Yep. Got it all over the place.

When I finally managed to get half of it mixed together I almost threw up because of the taste. I can't even describe it. It was just...just...awful.

If I had just stuck with Chobani...I wouldn't be writing this blog.

Oh...I'm eight months out. 113 down. And today the doctor looked at me, raised his eyebrows and said, "You already look like a thin person."