Friday, April 13, 2012
I'm sure we all know our trigger food or foods....my arch nemesis happens to be cheese curls, that is until I was introduced to Little Debbie's Strawberry Shortcake rolls. Let me tell you my cheese curl story---my friends actually LOVE this story and ask me to tell it to their friends when we meet. Years ago (14 to be exact), I was on Weight Watchers..my weight was dropping and I was happy. The Steelers were in the Super Bowl that year, so we had a small party. A few days later, I found a bag of opened cheese curls on the top of the fridge...and they were STILL FRESH!!! Mind you, I will eat stale cheese curls-it's that bad, as you will see in a bit. So, I had a few and put them back on top of the fridge. I then was finding reasons to go into the kitchen.....one trip in, a handful of cheese curls out. I knew I was getting into trouble (I even had the cheesy orange fingers thing going), so I threw the cheese curls in the garbage--still in the bag. (Important words--still in the bag). These things were calling me...and I was blindly answering. So, I dump the bag into the garbage....and embarrressingly enough, I was eating the ones that were on the top of the heap. GROSS--I KNOW! I am talking to myself--yelling really, trying to snap myself out of their trance. How did I stop eating these yummy orange trouble makers??? We had 3 cats at the time (and still do--just 3 different ones now), so I had to dump dirty cat litter ontop of all the orange goodness. Mixed it all up (by shaking the garbage can) just to be sure. I'm sure you're asking "Why didn;'t you just tie the bag of garbage up and take it outside?" I couldn't...they had that klind of hold on me. It took cat litter to bring me back to reality. To this date--I still have a hard time controlling myself, and will buy a small single serving bag to stay in control.
Fast forward to now....when I met Strawberry Shortcake. Oh my goodness....she is so cute---3 bites--how bad can that be??? My son wanted to try them in his lunch..so I bought them. I still remember my first taste....sweet gooey red and white goodness wrapped in a thin layer of cake. My brain wanted more....so I went to the store to buy more. Mind you, I didn't eat the whole box--I shared..but each time I bought more, I found it harder and harder to share. Where could I hide these so no one finds them??? My secret stash. Let me clarify something important--when I buy these yummies, I buy ONE box at a time, that way when they are gone, they are gone until I get to the store to buy more.
Here is my confession: I bought a box on Wednesday, and they were gone on Thurs. NEITHER of my children had one..I ATE THEM ALL. Huge step back...more like leaps backwards. I now know that I cannot have either of these pieces of kryptonite on my house--unless there will be a party or 6 kids--one for each strawberry shortcake.