He's watching me, you know. 

And he knows that I know that he's watching me.  And there are two of them–but the worse one is CONVENIENTLY open and 1/3 eaten.  That ONE candy eye is just DARING ME to eat him– "Go on… you KNOW YOU WANT TO…"   He almost appears to be smiling, smug in fact.  I think he's had enough time, it's the garbage can for him today.  Like I tell my kids, "I WAY outweigh you… do you really want to mess with me?"

Those uncaring brats left their chocolate Easter bunnies on the counter half eaten.  WHAT KIND of kid doesn't wolf it down before church on Sunday morning?!   I'm walking around talking to myself (and the voices in my head agree) that I won't touch them and for the record I'M NOT LISTENING, MR. EASTER BUNNY!!!!  I still haven't had chocolate since Ash Wednesday and I'm not going to have any until I lose 30 lbs.

I don't know why, but I think the flood dam will break or something if I give in, mostly because there is no other junk food that I crave but chocolate.  I'm thinking that I can have some any time I want to… I just don't CHOOSE to today (or tomorrow…).

And today, they go in the trash… WHY? 

Because I HAVE LOST 13 LBS. since March 1st!!!

Eat THAT, Mr. Easter Bunny…