It was inevitable, the "war on sugar" was eventually going to suffer a setback. Temporary, but still a step in the wrong direction. An epic battle was fought in the kitchen tonight. Good, kind, sweet, innocent sugar free Dana fought the good fight but could not out wit, out last or out play that damn sugar lovin' , chocolate eating, evil Dana. It had been a long day and "Cindy" had kicked my butt out in the garage so I caved, devoured a peanut butter cookie and now feel super guilty about it, guilty enough to own up to it and even put it out into cyber space for all to read. Its hard not to be mad at myself considering how much will power I have exhibited up until this point, how much time I have spent searching for alternatives to substitute into my diet, agonizing over labels and avoiding all the regular temptation spots despite Miss M begging to go to "Hortons" in the afternoons. I kept telling myself if I am going to break I was going to do it for somethingI thought was irresistible, not a frickin' dried out, stale peanut butter cookie. Yesh! Argh! Phooey! After denying myself a cold beer on a number of occasions during this past long weekend a damn peanut butter cookie did me in! Man!!!!! W is rolling his eyes at me, he knew he married a Drama Queen when is he going to get used to it?
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