Tis the season for overendulgence and eating our feelings. Sitting out in front of everyone, I'm often inundated with deliveries of pastries and donuts, cupcakes, mother-in-law cookies you CANNOT say no to (thanks, Steve), and the list goes on and on...
Today is a perfect storm. You would not believe the amount of deliciousness surrounding me:
The picture really doesn't do it justice. I sent out a plea for help to my co-workers, titled "please, for the love of GOD," that went a little like this:
Come eat these things in front of me. it’s horrible. I’ve already given in to a half a Danish. I can’t stand it any more. Please help me.
Oh GOD!!! Steve just brought more over.
Really I’m drowning.
And it worked...
Good thing you went to the gym this morning, @jboudiette. I didn't, and I'm afraid the Rt. 66 half marathon excuse is long expired by now.
I tweeted this earlier today, "Dear body, I promise I will eat better in January. I can't say no to this stuff. Not today." It was retweeted by at least one person.
Anyone else feel my pain??
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