Tonight I talked myself out of eating an ice cream sandwich. I am both proud of and disappointed in myself. Proud that I was able to not give in to a food craving and disappointed that I didn't allow myself to indulge in a yummy food treat.
This lasted all of 10 minutes.
Then I went downstairs and promptly had a s'mores pop tart. Again I was both proud and disappointed but for reverse reasons.
I am a foodie conundrum. And I blame it all on my sweet tooth. Damn sugar-crazy molar!!
At least this time I didn't follow up my pop tarted goodness with some chips. Usually I need something salty after eating something sweet. For this, I blame my salt-loving taste bud. I think she just gets jealous of the attention my sweet tooth gets and wants in. They're like petty children.
Stupid mouth! Always causing a problem. Too small, overcrowded with teeth, bickering tastes. Jeez!