Anyone who has been following my blog for awhile knows I have a
severely gargantuan sweet tooth thing for sugar. And you also know that when my doctor told me to CUT OUT SUGAR!!! (emphasis his), that I would have rather eaten 50 gallons of pig slop covered in manure happily agreed.
I made my announcement here, because I am
an idiot all about accountability. And it worked! I did really really well for a day the first week. But then the weekend came and we went out to eat and I had to have the entire dessert menu to myself a bite of ice cream.
Only, I got tripped up over
20 bags a couple of pieces of Easter candy.
But I managed to pull my bruised and battered self up and remind myself that tomorrow is another day (while birdies were tweet-tweeting and baby deer and bunnies gathered around me while I danced and twirled and sang…)
…I promptly plunged headfirst onto the ground once again, when I had an encounter with
2 or 50 a tiny bowl of Banana Pudding at Golden Corral. (have you ever tried that stuff??!!! good luck walking out of there with your dignity intact if you do! seriously, I could bathe in it…)
So I am back to square one. I am standing before you all once again, proclaiming that I will CUT!!! OUT!!! THE!!! SUGAR!!! I am committed to this for sure this time.
At least until we head back to Golden Corral.