Ah, so the first OOPS that I want to share, and the OOPS that inspired this journal!
I made my friend some almond flour butter cookies for her birthday party. Only, I have a bad relationship with making cookies. The last time I made cookies (7 years ago), my sister was wondering who left the burnt dog shit in the oven. So, yeah. I wasn't expecting much, but I had no idea these cookies would be SO bad. They were sour and now that I think of it, I think I forgot to mix in the honey into the second batch (which I then mixed into the first to make a giant ball of nasty dough). Oh well, it was a nice gag joke in the end. Everybody who tried it was physically upset upon trying the cookies (myself included).
However, that is not the OOPS that I wanted to share! The OOPS comes later. I'm going through a rough patch right now and my emotional side reasoned that I spent the money and time to make a "healthy" cookie (BIG quotations) that has good protein and fats. Don't let that go to waste! I ate the entire bowl. Yes, I binged. I hated every minute of it. I cried a little. It reminded me of my sister and her eating problems. It made me want to quit school more than I already wanted. It was just so damn gross and emotionally upsetting!
Good news is that my gut worked overtime process that mess (impending food allergy, anyone?). I was bloated for the rest of the day and most of the morning after.