1. So, my nightly of a bowl of Cinnamon Life – kind of age 10-ish, huh?

    And I can’t believe that was the first time you bought donuts for breakfast – I’m guessing no Pop-Tarts either?? I have so much to learn from you 🙂

  2. I can so totally relate. At this point in my life, it’s much easier for me to walk away than not to indulge. I’ve also found that if I eat anything heavy in bad carbs makes me feel horrible — as in I become sluggish and get a really bad attitude (worse than the one I normally have). When I was in NYC, I was pretty decent. I did have 2 slices of pizza, 1 burger and a bunch of fries, a cannoli, and a bagel (scooped) with a smear of cream cheese…over the course of 5 days. I walked a lot, dranks tons of water, and tea. While I didn’t feel bad physically (because honestly, I did eat those things in moderation), I knew I couldn’t continue that at home.

    So the Stacy Pita chips that ended up in my house because Alberto said he liked them but only ate 3 and I hate 3 bags in 3 days but not the whole bags. I thew away whatever I didn’t eat because it was just better that way. This is an indication that its’ just better not to have that in my house at all. Better to not even have 1. Now, I’m feeling the desire for carbs and sugar…which I didn’t have even though I ate a delicious, creamy cannoli. Oh and 2 chocolate truffles but they were free and oh so good. But I digress.

    Walk away. It’s really better that way. I am actually much happier, feel better, and everything is just brighter when I do that. The moment on the lips is not worth the slugglishness and thickness in the hips.

  3. I was just thinking this last night! I have noticed a HUGE change in the food I can tolerate-like I can now at 45 tolerate NOTHING bad-it makes me feel so awful, and not just for an hour after but for two days. I have to be more careful but I’m not always which is so IMMATURE.

    1. Melanie,
      When I took the photos of the donuts, it was with the intention of writing about how I did NOT eat them in the face of temptation. As the day progressed…and then the weekend…it became clear that the post would be very different.

  4. Sandy,
    I was getting all proud of you as I was reading your post then… got to the end was hysterical laughing.
    Love your humorous humanism!

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