I figure if I'm not going to eat sugar for an entire year, I may as well avoid it in the next 15 days -- the last days I'll be allowed to indulge until 2011.
I realize that my rash decision to quit sugar cold turkey is evidence of insanity. I mean, in just the short period of time during which I wrote last night's entry on this blog, I actually ate two donuts. Two! But with friends (and a blog) to hold me accountable, I go forth with confidence.
I can so do this.
But around 2 this afternoon, I wanted a snack. And thanks to the daggum vending machine in the break room, I knew exactly what I wanted:That's right. Grandma's Mini Sandwich Cremes.
Have you ever tried them? Are you aware of the perfection in the cookie to creme ratio? Can you fathom the way they melt at the right rate of speed? Has the artificial flavor changed your life?
Yes, I love them. Yes, I realize my love for them makes me a hypocrite (do as I say, not as I do?) And yes, I am ashamed.
But I am not ashamed to report that my good friends will power and popcorn showed up just in time.
Day -16: Success!