Ok. So we are on our way to NC and the good thing about driving there is I really just want to get on the road and not stop and to just get there. And, since we left Friday night instead of Saturday morning, Sean Michael wasn't even thinking about cinamon rolls, so we just rolled right on by Exit 104. Phew! Just saved me 1000 calories. Yay!!
And then we're on our way home Sunday evening. I was going to again drive right on past. But. Every time I talked to Hector on the phone that day (3 or 4 times) he would bring up Cinnabon. Like wasn't I going to stop for Sean Michael? It wasn't fair that we got one and he didn't. Am I sure I don't need gas by the time we get to that exit?
By this time I'm thinking HE is the one who wants the Cinnabon, not Sean Michael (who I hadn't even mentioned it to), and at first I was not going to stop. Yes I did need gas but I was pretty sure I could make it to Fburg and get gas there and not have to stop. But.
Yes, I succumbed. I mean look at all that yumminess on a plate! Spicy cinnamon.....sweet sweet icing....crunchy pecans...what is there not to like?? I thought about how it would make a tasty breakfast for me in the morning and it isn't like I eat these all the time. I don't even know if the mall in Fburg has one and I'm not going to look, either, to ward off more temptation. So I bought three, one for each of us, and I have to admit I ended up eating mine that very night. That's how much motivation I had. But I will say, it was really really good.
And then I weighed myself Monday morning. That was really really bad.
No more cinnabon. (This year at least.)
Let the motivation begin!! (again!!)

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