Cinnabon cinnamon rolls. Or more precisely, the ones that have icing all over them, then drizzled with another kind of icing, and then covered with pecans. I have to admit (which I didn't in my last post a couple of days ago) that on Monday we stopped at a Cinnabon (I had been craving one after watching an "Undercover Boss" on tv and Cinnabon was the subject) and we bought a couple. Oh. My. Goodness. It was sooooooo good! Now to be fair (to myself) I haven't been to a Cinnabon in years, so really this shouldn't count against me (too much). And I could only eat half of it in one sitting, and saved the other half for the next day (probably eating it while I was typing out that Motivation post).
However, I did not bring one home for Sean Michael. And he saw ours (the other one was Hector's). And he wasn't happy about not getting one. So, as we are going to NC this weekend, I promised him that we would stop and get him one too. Now this shoud be where the motivation kicks in and I forgo getting myself one, since I already indulged this week. I could even just send him in alone so that I don't have to smell them or see them.
I don't think that is going to happen.
Enough said.
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