Friday, May 29, 2009

It only took one cookie

The other night, I rushed in Trader's Joe's to get fresh produce, milk and bread. My intentions were good - honest they were.

After coming home from vacation I had been eating healthy. (I refused to say I am on a diet). A Lifetime of experience has shown me diets don't work.

In Trader's Joe's, I pick up extra fruit and veggies. I didn't go up and down all the isles as I knew there is too much temptation. I was a woman on a mission.

An employee approached me and ask, "Are you finding everything alright?" Yes, I replied, trying to decide on which kind of apple to buy. He smiled broadly and said, "you should try these cookies, they are killer!" They were plain looking boxed cookies, except shaped like a maple leaf. He handed me a sample from the tray.

I took a bite. Like an alcoholic, taking the first sip, it is a slippery slope for me to have a little. I wasn't going to stop at one sample cookie. He was right, they were really good. I bought a box - just so Jim can try them, I kidded myself. Jim tries one and is not impressed. He can have a few and stop.

The cookies continue to call to me throughout the evening. I went to bed at 10:00. At midnight, I am still awake and give into the insistent call from the kitchen. At 2:00 AM, I think heck, I've blown it now, what's a few more.

Thank God the box is now empty.

1 comment:

  1. Oh Darce, you're too hard on yourself. Cut yourself some slack. So the box is empty. You're still here. I can relate. I had some mini Reese's cups I bought (so Bruce could have a little treat - riiight) and put in a cookie jar. I'd do great until about 3 or 4 p.m., then it was one here, two there, oh gosh, maybe a little treat when I'm working on the website ... The jar is empty. I won't do that again (for a while). Love you. Love your honesty. Love your blog.