Someone PLEASE save me from the cookies. They are so good. So moist and chewy. So wonderfully delicious. And there are many, many of them just two feet from where I sit. Beckoning me. Calling my name.
So far I have had three and a half. There are still three days till Christmas. Sigh.
Once they rescue you, please send them my way. I need to be saved from fudge! The sugar makes me sick and I still keep eating. I've just decided to eat what I want and start over on Saturday. :-(
My attempt this year is to allow myself as much as I would like to eat, in one sitting, after dinner. No pre-dinner cookies, none after brushing teeth.
Once they rescue you, please send them my way. I need to be saved from fudge! The sugar makes me sick and I still keep eating. I've just decided to eat what I want and start over on Saturday. :-(
ReplyDeleteI'll be right over, Miss;0)
ReplyDeleteMy attempt this year is to allow myself as much as I would like to eat, in one sitting, after dinner. No pre-dinner cookies, none after brushing teeth.
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