That's what happened to me yesterday. I went to Wal-Mart solely for ingredients to make mini cupcakes for my MOPS meeting. I came out with several extraneous items, namely, the oatmeal cookies and French bread. And the gluttonous devil in me broke into the cookies while we were still gathering ingredients. Yes, I mean while we were still in the store.
Hello, calorie heaven! The diet that began last week when a stomach virus absolutely wiped me out has taken a temporary setback. While my friends are posting Facebook statuses about saying no to donuts and living healthy, eating your veggies (and virtually nothing else, might I add?), and running half marathons, I'm writing about eating oatmeal cookies for lunch.
Paula Dean's got nothing on me!
I definitely don't need her calorie-laden dishes to get my carbohydrate fill. Just send me to Wally World on an empty stomach and maybe some money-related stress. Who needs a psychologist when you have soft cookies to unload with?
Still, next time I head to that store, I am going to do it either in the unjust hours of the early morning when M has woken me up or directly after a meal, because if I this becomes a habit I might start getting the chubby comments my 9 month old gets. They might be cute for her but I don't want to be responsible for someone getting hurt.
Just in case you wondered, the cupcakes I made turned out fabulously but are still in my refrigerator because I made them the normal size instead of miniature for lack of liners. Yes, I'm that picky. I guess the hubby will have to help me with that calorific "win" because those oatmeal cookies took up my next week's worth of sweets. At least they look good!
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