The Catherinette Chronicles

Though round one of Operation Muffin Top(ple) is over, I feel it’s my duty to continue to write something food related on Mondays, so here goes…

Why is it so difficult to refrain from shoving everything in one’s mouth when on vacation?  And I’m not referring to private bits belonging to others.  I’m referring to delicious yum yums that seem to call one’s name.  The last few days I’ve managed to eat enough every day to gain at least a pound and a half to two pounds per week.  That would be awesome if I happened to be under weight and needed to do that.  BUT that’s not my case.  In fact, I’ve still got plenty of weight I’d like to lose, so this vacation is not helping me out.

But how can I say no to something as delicious as the Black Out Cake from Black Dog Bakery?

Just look at all those layers of chocolately goodness.  They taunt me.  They just stare out at me from their box and say, “Eat me, I’m so delicious.” (That’s what she said)  It doesn’t help that we bought 6 of these bad boys and they’re currently sitting in the fridge.  On the plus side, I did manage to only eat 1/8 of one yesterday while my sister ate 1/2 of an entire one.  This was after she ate fried fish, french fries, 3 hot dogs, and Doritos during the day.  Not that I did much better than she did, but I like to pretend I did because I only had 2 hot dogs yesterday.  And I didn’t eat any french fries!  Mainly because I was too busy stuffing my gob with onion rings.

God damn it.  I can feel myself gaining weight just sitting here…