Honestly, I'm not sure I'll make it. I love food. I mean I LOVE food. All kinds. Well, mostly all kinds. Liver and lima beans will never cross the threshold in to my home.
Moderate sized sandwich, don't you think?
Chocolate isn't my thing. In fact sweets generally aren't my thing. Unless it's pie. I love me some pie!
Salty foods are what I'm craving the most. I have a full tube of Pringles in my desk drawer at work. It's left over from our trip to Yellowstone earlier this month. It's still not opened. As long as it stays sealed I won't be tempted. But once that puppy's open, all bets are off. I know. I know. Moderation. I don't have to eat the whole thing.
Can't eat just 16
There are six servings per container. Any of you manage to get six servings out of one tube of Pringles? Impossible. Two. Three. *Maybe* four. Six? No way, José.
So there they sit. In my drawer waiting for me to have the willpower to eat just one serving. They could be there awhile.
That's OK though, in a few short weeks, I'll be able to put on a bathing suit and soak up the Caribbean sunshine without fear of scaring small children.