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I live a very tortured existence.
As I'm sure you're all aware (and if you're not, you should be) I gave up junk food for Lent.
Now that I have revealed that bit of antecedent information:
I went home to teach dance as I do ever Wednesday. I walked into the house, absolutely famished, and went on a rather frantic search for some variety of sustenance. Upon opening the freezer door, I beheld the most delicious, chocolately ice cream ever, which promptly ended my raid of the freezer. (If i didn't stop looking at it I would have eaten it, you see)
I ate leftover egg noodles.
I then strolled down to my room to survey my place of habitation and what did I see sitting on my desk?? CANDY. Chocolate and jelly beans from Valentines Day. My abrupt departure from this den of temptation was witnessed by both the dog and cat who looked either bemused or confused. Perhaps a little of both?
3:00 rolled around and I headed to the dance studio.
I thought I was safe there. Really, I did. But as soon as I walked in the door, Casey's mom said: "Oh, Christa! Here are the girl scout cookies you ordered!"
DAMN DAMN DAMN!!!
So. now I have a box of cookies, a Valentine's Day mix of jelly bellies, and solid chocolate lips sitting on my desk at home. I don't think that I was cut out to have to endure temptation.
Only 5 weeks left...
As I'm sure you're all aware (and if you're not, you should be) I gave up junk food for Lent.
Now that I have revealed that bit of antecedent information:
I went home to teach dance as I do ever Wednesday. I walked into the house, absolutely famished, and went on a rather frantic search for some variety of sustenance. Upon opening the freezer door, I beheld the most delicious, chocolately ice cream ever, which promptly ended my raid of the freezer. (If i didn't stop looking at it I would have eaten it, you see)
I ate leftover egg noodles.
I then strolled down to my room to survey my place of habitation and what did I see sitting on my desk?? CANDY. Chocolate and jelly beans from Valentines Day. My abrupt departure from this den of temptation was witnessed by both the dog and cat who looked either bemused or confused. Perhaps a little of both?
3:00 rolled around and I headed to the dance studio.
I thought I was safe there. Really, I did. But as soon as I walked in the door, Casey's mom said: "Oh, Christa! Here are the girl scout cookies you ordered!"
DAMN DAMN DAMN!!!
So. now I have a box of cookies, a Valentine's Day mix of jelly bellies, and solid chocolate lips sitting on my desk at home. I don't think that I was cut out to have to endure temptation.
Only 5 weeks left...