Dark chocolate covered cherries...how I love thee.

I'm taking time out of my busy day of school, laundry, cleaning, calendar and newsletter writing, and general child control to share this completely unimportant blog post.

I have a problem. I used to have it under control, but this year...not so much. You see, I have a mild addiction to dark chocolate covered cherries. I Big Puffy Heart love them! I'm convinced that God Himself inspired the creation of these smooth, dark, sweet, mouth-watering, liquid gold-filled treasures of candy. Usually, I'll only get a box every couple of weeks between the middle of November and New years. I'm not sure what happened to my self control this year, but it has completely let me down. This week, I'm on box number two. I bought two boxes last night because they were on sale 2/$3 and you had to buy two to get the sale price. Do the math people. I'm halfway done with BOX NUMBER TWO in less than a day!  My recent phone convo with Mr. Inc clued me in to how far down the dark candy path I've gone.

Mr. Inc: "So what have you been up to today?"
Me: "Why? Are you checking up on me?
Mr. Inc: "Yes."
Me: "Wait, like really?!!?"
Mr. Inc: "No, of course not! Now tell me about your day."
Hmmmm....

Me:"Okay, so we did math, laundry, dinner in the crockpot, vacuuming, the kids had lunch, and...I might be eating chocolate covered cherries right now."
Mr Inc: "Really, MORE chocolate covered cherries?!?"
Me: "Well, I was going to take the box to the office to give to everyone up there....but then I started thinking about how good the chocolate covered cherries taste...and then I opened the box."
Mr. Inc: ***LAUGHING*** "You have a problem!"
Me.: "You know what? I think you're right. That's really awful isn't it?  Guess what I'm doing now."
Mr. Inc: "Eating another chocolate covered cherry?"
Me: "Yep. It's delicious." 

So here I am.  Even now I keep looking back at my box knowing five more cherries are waiting for me. Mr. Inc and I have agreed that I can't buy anymore boxes. I obviously don't grasp the concept of moderation when it comes to chocolate covered cherries.  The only other year I ever had such a problem was the Great Chocolate Covered Cherries Debacle of 2000.  Between final exams and our wedding getting closer everyday, my dorm room was decorated with empty chocolate covered cherry boxes. My roommate made me see reason when she kindly put all of the boxes in one bag and showed me the havoc I had wreaked. It was a massacre. I'm surprised I could fit into my dress. Apparently I'm more stressed than I realized, and the candy is my outlet. Why can't I crave broccoli when I'm stressed?!!? No one would judge me for that, AND I wouldn't give myself diabetes!

So that's it. The sugar rush is subsiding...I might take a nap this afternoon...thanks for reading my sugar induced manic writing post.


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