David and I made a terrible realization a week ago: We can walk to Krispy Kreme. Oh, but you see, it gets worse. We are only 2 blocks away. This means that I can't justify fat and calories because I'm walking there. Maybe if it was a half mile away... We knew were were close, but, well, didn't realize
how close... This wonderful doughnut chain started in Georgia, you know.
You can kind of see the Hot and Ready sign.
I hereby swear that I will not go to Krispy Kreme more than once every 3 or 4 months.
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Rachel, you look so beautiful! (It's not 'cause you just ate a donut either.) :)
aww. :) Maybe it was because it was BEFORE the donut. :)
just go get it over with and stuff your face for a few makes and maybe you will never want a doughnut again! lol. That is usually what I do with chocolate.
You know, I might be able to convince my husband to come down to visit you, but he would need the added incentive of Krispy Kreme. :)
Haha, I love this post!
Oh, you live in the danger zone. Is this a good/livealbe oath? Willpower is great, and I admire yours! Your rootbeer limit determination inspires me. (But it is so easy to rationalize.) For me I would put KK in terms of reward: every time you go visiting teaching ALL your sisters you can buy a doughnut. Every holiday (I'd start looking up ethnic esoteric ones) deserves a doughnut. Only on your siblings' birthdays. Once a month on first day of Wonderful Woman's Week! I live half a mile from an amazing quilt fabric shop, and I have to just pretend it is invisible and not go there, and I save all kinds of money...
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