I haven’t had sugar in four days. It’s birthday season at our house, which means there will be cake here every month for the next three months. Since I don’t want to bust out of my pants, I’m keeping my diet as clean as possible until the birthday celebrations.

Yesterday the car pool kid had a birthday.  There were donuts.  I said no. 

I felt empowered. All day I strutted with my head high. “I can do this! I’ve given up sugar before! I can do it again and this time, it will stick!”  I ate my lightly roasted vegetables and low carb soup feeling smug. “This will be the year I get all of the baby weight off! I don’t even miss sugar!”

What an asshole I was yesterday.

This sucks. Today I would have licked a sugar c...

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