Monday, January 07, 2013
Last night, while DH and I were playing cards after dinner, he wandered out to the freezer and came back in with the Evil Bag of M&M's he had brought home from work. I've been very good with them, except New Year's Eve, when Princess made the trip to the garage freezer to bring back the nasty little things. Next thing I knew, they were in a bowl and their frozen, crunchy goodness was being gobbled up by my out-of-control piehole.
Last night when they made their appearance, I was ready! Starting by not adding champagne into the equation helped, of course, but I pushed the bag away when DH offered me some, and loudly said "NOPE! NOT having any of these tonight!", and then proceeded to ignore them. Even when he tossed a couple of them across the table at me :-(
Well, I lost the card game, sadly, but I still feel like a winner, because I BEAT those M&M's!
I should just bake them into cookies and send them back to his work folks - they deserve 'em!