Melt-in-your-mouth Krispy Kreme doughnuts. They are like sweet, fluffy pillows of goodness, aren't they? Our box is filled with an assortment of glazed, maple and chocolate. Yum. The boy brought them home after going to the Dodgers game with some of his buds. He just loves Krispy Kreme, and who can blame him? The bad thing is they are not very conducive to dieting. I went grocery shopping yesterday and tried to buy healthy foods for us like yogurt, fruit, veggies, chicken... And then he comes how with a box of fresh-baked calories. Boys. I feel like whenever you are dating someone for a long period of time, they just had inches to your hips. Especially when you are dating a guy who considers pizza a food group. Anyone else have this problem? I guess I just need to muster up some willpower but when you open the fridge and a box of Kremes are staring you right in the face, it's so hard to be good. And so delicious to be bad. So far, I've had one. Half a ring last night. Half a ring about 20 minutes ago... All in moderation, right?
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