My wife headed off to her mother’s birthday party last night. Of course I was dreading going to mother-in-law’s celebration at an Italian restaurant, so when one of our kids was feeling lousy, it saved me being faced with loads of fattening food choices - I got to stay home and play nurse, and eat clean.
But what to my wondering eyes should appear upon wife’s arrival home, but a giant slab of cake, with loads of cream cheese icing on the top and sides. Mmmm.
So I topped off a good day of healthy eating with a big piece of birthday cake. And I mean BIG. After all was said and done, I still can’t believe:
- My mother-in-law offered to send home decadent cake knowing I’m struggling to eat healthy
- My wife actually brought it home, knowing I’m eating healthy, and
- I actually succumbed to the wonderful taste of that evil food.
I guess if anyone is to blame for the poor choice, it’s ultimately me. Nobody made me eat it. But it’s more fun to blame my wife and her mother any chance I can…
Next time I’ll make a much better choice. I’ll lock my wife out of the house!
Goal of the Day…
I have 4 litres of water on my desk and 7 hours of work. I’ll finish the water, and flush the cake out of my system.
Friday Funny…
When an applicant asked if the company had a fitness program, the human resources manager replied, “Oh, our employees don’t need one. ..
They are routinely jumping to conclusions, flying off the handle, beating around the bush, running down the boss, going around in circles, dragging their feet, dodging responsibility, passing the buck, climbing the ladder, wading through paper work, pulling strings, throwing their weight around, stretching the truth, bending the rules, stabbing others in their backs and pushing their luck!”
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