I'm Doomed...

Well, it's been a week since several inches of cold, white stuff fell from the sky forcing Hubby to stay home from work and throw off my groove. I DID get it back, though. I watched my eating a little better last week and had the *pleasure* of Jillian kicking my butt a couple times with her 30 Day Shred (LOVE it! But it's a rough 20 minutes!). I also plan on getting "shredded" today and tomorrow before Iz and I head UPTA CAMP with Auntie D for a couple days.
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However, all the shredding in the world will not help me now. While out getting new tires on the van I made a quick stop to get Thank You notes for Iz to send out for her birthday gifts and THIS is what was calling my name on the counter at CVS.
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Cadbury Mini Eggs. They're dangerous. Seriously. I WAS able to resist the big bag and just get a tiny one for 75 cents, which I split (almost evenly) with Iz on the way home. They were good. TOO good. The crunchy candy coating. The chocolaty inside. I'm in trouble. Why? Well, not to go into too much detail, but I have a certain "monthly visitor" arriving soon (you know what I mean, right girls?) and, due to my extreme chocolate craving during that time (and, let's be honest, the rest of the month too!) I see a whole heaping mess of Mini Eggs coming into this house and going straight into my mouth (and henceforth straight to my BUTT!).
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I'm doomed.
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