20lbs
After some consideration, I think I’ve narrowed down the culprit for keeping that last 20lbs of “baby weight” hanging around. Yes, I’m naming names:
Darlene Partin.
When we moved here, back in the day, we briefly lived next door to our pastor and his wife. We were in fact renting from them while we got settled in our new town.
One evening, they invited us to go over to a neighbors home for an open house. I really only remember one thing from that evening, and it was a momentous night indeed. Darlene said to me “oh, you’ll love these! Try one!” she might have mentioned chocolate. She might have thrown in a “I know you have a sweet tooth” or something to that effect. The details are hazy.
All I know is, four years later I regularly eat a pan of these, and any chance of regaining a slim figure has bid me adiós.
This is heaven in four ingredients:
Soda cracker candy.
Notice there are four left, out of a 9×13 pan?
I’m so ashamed.
Is there a support group out there for self-control? I’m thinking 12 steps might not be enough.