Here is what led me to this conclusion:
I open my sock/underwear draw to get a pair of socks to go running, mind you, and what do I see hidden in the corner under my socks, an empty Nutty Bars box. Apparently at some point in the last few weeks/months I ate all 12 bars and forgot to throw the box away. The box was hidden because I did not want my fiancee or step-daughter to know I had the bars. What would they think? After all I am trying to lose weight. The next clue is,
I ate an entire box of this Entemann's cake all by my lonesome. We got this cake as left overs from my step-daughter's school dance. I should not have bought it home in the first place, but how could I resist a free box of chocolate cake, pound cake with chocolate icing. So what do I do instead, eat the entire thing by myself in 3 days. But wait that's not all.
After eating half of the cake yesterday, I proceed to eat a spoonful of Nutella. There's more,
Who can resist that damn song. Not me! So what do I do? I have the child run outside and get me my fave Mr. Softee ice-cream.
I have stories upon stories about chocolate and my life, but I could be here for ever. But I hope this gives you an idea of what I'm dealing with. Anyone know the next step in dealing with a problem? I have to go look it up.
How many pounds do you think I gained from this little adventure in chocolate. 2 pounds in 2 days.