"I just want to do bad things with carbs."
Don't we all. Yesterday, somebody said the word "spaghetti" and I haven't stopped thinking about it since. I can almost taste it, I want it so damn bad and since I have the willpower of a gnat, I'll probably devour a plate tomorrow. But I can, because I'll make tomorrow my "cheat" day. That one glorious day a week I give myself to eat carbs and sugar. *eye roll* That's not entirely true. I baked a pan of brownies the other night after work and if they're in my house, I'm going to eat them. So yah. I've been eating a large brownie covered in a very large amount of peanut butter ice cream after my evening meal since I baked them. I'll end up eating the whole pan. And not only that, there's this: God damn you, Breyers And this.... How many Girl Scout cookies does one woman need? I froze 5 boxes....for later. What later? Puh-leeze. It's a miracle I have any left today and I got them a week ago. Actually...