I'm on campus right now. I just finished eating a tasty sandwich, prepared by James, and a juicy green pear. But, I was still in need of a little something sweet, so I scrounged my change purse for $1.25 and set my sights on a bag of peanut M&Ms from the vending machine. I'm sure you can guess the rest of my sad tale. My M&Ms got stuck and wouldn't fall down the slot. I gave the machine a few good bangs with the heel of my hand--to no avail. So now I have a tingly hand and an even more intense desire for peanut M&Ms.
Not surprisingly, I was having second thoughts about whether I should get myself a treat in the first place. You see, I've been paying little attention to what I've been eating lately. Case in point: we bought a package of Oreos on Sunday. James ate 6. The package is empty. You do the math. So, did I need M&Ms today? Definitely not! Do I still want them? Definitely yes! Is this a sign that I need to stop eating crap whenever I want to? I'm sure of it. Darn--I've been caught! I'm going to work on it. I am. I'll start right after tonight's dessert.