I have hit a new low. In an attempt to drop a few more pounds I cleared out my candy stash. I am the bridesmaid is another wedding. It is a month away and my dress may burst at the seam during the electric slide.
Some women fantasize about Channing Tatum. Me? I imagine a romantic evening at the chocolate factory with Mr. Wonka. The perfect day would include a slice of carrot cake for breakfast, banana cream pie for lunch and a Hersey’s chocolate bar for dinner. I am addicted to sweets. I always have candy in my pantry, desk drawer or purse. Sometimes all three are stocked.
Well, late last night I was jonesing for a hit of sugar. I tried throwing back a handful of Chocolate Cheerios, but it wasn’t enough to satisfy my craving. Then, I remembered I had a bag of old Halloween candy in my closet. I’m talking last Halloween.
I hid the bag from my children, but forgot to throw it away. Desperate times call for desperate measures. I pulled out the bag and ate three pieces of chewy taffy, a jaw breaker and a piece of bubble gum. I wasn’t proud of myself. Is there a 12 step program for this? I will be replenishing my candy supply today. I can’t quit cold turkey.
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