Despite the fact that I ate an entire sleeve of Thin Mints, just 15 minutes after they were dropped off at my desk, before 8:30 in the am, one after another, no speaking, minimal breathing and all alone; it wasn’t me doing the dominating – it was those cookies. They completely and utterly owned me – I wanted to have the serving size of 4 but before I knew what happened, they were gone. Devil cookies.
But whatever. Any chance for a New Year’s diet and a modicum of weight loss was out the window by the time that groundhog saw his shadow. I’ll just keep my head up so I don’t see mine.