A friend of mine is leaving our place of employment and this
Friday is her last day. In the past, she
has made butter mochi and brought it in to share with the office, and it has
turned into one of my very favorite things ever. Yesterday, out of the kindness of her heart, she made me
my very own tray of mochi and brought it to me, hugged me, and told me she
couldn’t leave without making me some butter mochi. So what did I do? Proceeded to eat almost the entire tray in
one day. Not one or two pieces - almost
the ENTIRE tray. In less than eight
hours. BAD, BAD DANDELION. At least I didn’t eat the chocolate cake that
was brought out in the afternoon for someone else’s birthday. Or the two plates of cookies that were sitting in front of me during a late afternoon meeting. I was too full of mochi.
Why did I eat almost the entire tray at once? Because I have no self-control. Because I love mochi. Because it is obviously better to just binge
for one entire day instead of eating a small amount of something bad every day
this week, right? Right.
Except I am paying for it today. My sugar withdrawals are back in full effect. There are still four pieces of mochi in my
refrigerator and it is taking every ounce of self-control I can muster to not
eat them. In addition to the mochi in my
fridge, there are two big trays of cookies, two bags of cookies, and a big tub
of Jelly Belly jelly beans that have been sitting outside my office all day,
which I have had to walk past at least twenty times.
The day started out well.
I had Fage plain greek yogurt with blueberries and raspberries in it for breakfast. It was delicious and filling and left me
thinking “I can do this, no problem.”
However, not even six hours later, the day has deteriorated to the point
that I am now applying copious amounts of vanilla buttercream flavored lip balm
and licking it off my lips. But at least I haven't eaten any cookies.
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