So far tonight I have had to endure the school Christmas fair. This does not mean joyfully browsing the many stalls full of homemade treats, buying little stocking fillers whilst humming along to the Christmas carols. NO, it means sitting in the tea room next to the homemade cakes nursing a black coffee, oh yeah its a fast day! Oh and watching my skinny minnie friends stuffing at least 3 chocolate cupcakes each. Bah humbug.
I was occasionally visited by Min, who is now of an age where mum is not needed and she'd rather hang out with her mates, running a stall and playing one of Santas elves, which is laid on for the littlest kiddies.
Not that the cakes were bad enough, but Min won big style on the chocolate tombola and I was given the task of safeguarding her loot. 15 bars no less!
So now I have dashed her off to Scouts and have in the kitchen a plate of cakes, peppermint creams etc and 15 bars of chocolate. I can't ignore the kitchen because I'm defrosting the freezer, so I have to look at them all evening, calling me, teasing me, sitting there like a hunk from hunk land just waiting for me to jump on them in some kind of drooling frenzy!
Thing is I don't feel the need to jump on them, much like the hunk, which I am sure my hubbie would be pleased about, but, they are there.......just there. If I put them away I know they'd call out.
It's funny before 5:2 I would have eaten the bloody lot, then felt sick, now I don't want but I know they are there. Unwanted fast day temptation!
I was occasionally visited by Min, who is now of an age where mum is not needed and she'd rather hang out with her mates, running a stall and playing one of Santas elves, which is laid on for the littlest kiddies.
Not that the cakes were bad enough, but Min won big style on the chocolate tombola and I was given the task of safeguarding her loot. 15 bars no less!
So now I have dashed her off to Scouts and have in the kitchen a plate of cakes, peppermint creams etc and 15 bars of chocolate. I can't ignore the kitchen because I'm defrosting the freezer, so I have to look at them all evening, calling me, teasing me, sitting there like a hunk from hunk land just waiting for me to jump on them in some kind of drooling frenzy!
Thing is I don't feel the need to jump on them, much like the hunk, which I am sure my hubbie would be pleased about, but, they are there.......just there. If I put them away I know they'd call out.
It's funny before 5:2 I would have eaten the bloody lot, then felt sick, now I don't want but I know they are there. Unwanted fast day temptation!
Well done you! 
