:sigh:

 I’d been doing so well on my resumed diet.  Oatmeal for breakfast, a simple sandwich for lunch, normal portions at dinner.  No snacking just for the heck of it, though I have to confess at one point I went to four–yes, four–convenience stores looking for the new Reese’s candy bar.  Don’t even know the name of it.  Don’t care.  I just want to eat it.  It’s that good.

But I digress.

Anyway, last night I went to my Mom’s for dinner and guess what she’d made for dessert?  Cream puffs.  I heart cream puffs, especially the homemade kind with chocolate frosting.  What I didn’t manage to eat while at her house, I brought home.  And guess what I’m having for breakfast this morning–right now, in fact?

A cream puff.

Clearly I have no will power whatsoever.