Friday, March 28, 2008
The Battle of M&M
I have been waging war all week long. We are nearing the end of the battle and I think I lost!
Let me explain:
Last week I met some friends at Fired Up to paint pottery. Some of us brought snacks. I brought a LARGE bag of peanut M&Ms. Unfortunately, or fortunately depending on how you look at it, Jessica brought M&Ms as well (a smaller bag). Her bag was the one that was opened and eaten. Mine came home with me. And the battle began.
I have been eating peanut M&Ms all week long (against my better judgment). They call to me like a siren from the cupboard. I eat them in secret so I don't have to share them with my kiddos. They have made me sick. They sound gross to me. And STILL I eat them.
The bag is almost empty. Do you know what that means? It means I ate a LARGE bag of peanut M&Ms all by myself. I eat them even though I don't want to eat them.
There is only one thing to be done. I must finish the bag. I must purge the house of this temptation that mocks me from the cupboard. I must finish this battle, take the lessons I have learned from this morbid, self-indulgent tale, and move on.
You win peanut M&Ms. You win.
Posted by megs @ whadusay