Well, last night we had friends over for games. CSI, Uno (which is an evil, evil game) and of course there was food. It started off with one of our friends who is diabetic also saying that cinnamon in tea will help with processing blood sugar. So we invited them over for tea. Healthy, right? Half way through we decided that since it was a saturday game night we would splurge and have treats... and we all know what treats mean. So we left "the men" home and went to superstore. Now, since my brain had declared this an official healthy eating holiday the basket was full in about five minutes and I ate half a bag of reese peanut butter cups in the car on the way home. When we arrived another friend had put out an emergency call that her car would not start. So we went to help her. Now when your friend is in distress what is the first thing you should you do:
a) leap in the car and go
b) leap in the car and go after checking you have jumper cables
c) grab the doritoes and open them for easy access on the ride over
You can guess which one I went with. Luckily there was still time to check for what we needed while eating doritoes. Multi-tasking!
Today, ironically enough, the doritoes have come back to haunt me. Apparently my body has been getting used to and liking the healthy regime and has retaliated for this lapse with unforgivable bodily functions and endless trips to the toilet. I am thinking this is secretly a good thing, since the lapse wasn't worth it. No junk food really lives up to the hype. It was disappointing and ultimately empty after the initial rush. When we got in the car to go back home all my desire for junk was gone gone gone. Now only the aftermath remains.
c)
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