Challenge 1, Day 19: Dessert Dreams or Sweet Nightmares?!

My childhood was unlike that of many other kids growing up. MY parents never rewarded me for whining through a grocery store by giving me candy bars, Twinkies, and countless sugary processed food. Coming into adulthood was almost like being set free in a field of flowers on a gorgeous sunny day... only imagine the flowers and beautifully colored sky filled with a scenery closer to that of Willy Wonka's factory. Chocolate filled with peanut butter, marshmellow fluff atop an overflowing ice cream sundae with a cherry or two...or three. This used to be what made up my dessert dreams, but now exist in my sweet tooth nightmares.

Devilish desserts

After crashing a pre-Thanksgiving day dinner with our friend, it was time for what used to be my favorite part of the meal. Looking at the wide array of goodies and not eating them had taken some considerable amounts of effort. But when dessert time came, my stomach went completely numb. Whaa?!?! I tried coming up with the excuse "Maybe I had too much real food. I'll just wait and see." My dismay, or what was dismay, transformed into newfound commitment to my fitness goals! I did not indulge in yet another night of gluttonous behavior! My body refused to partake! Do you see all of these exclamation points I'm writing?!?! It's kind of a big deal for the boy who said to his mother - and I quote - "The devil made me steal the bubble tape." 

One night can make a world of difference in the mind of an adult that has used that same excuse from 5 years old simply to taste the grossly addictive powers of processed treats. Now for a "Woohoo!" Ehhmmm...***clears throats*** WOOOOOOHOOOOOOO!!! ;-)