AlicePandora

I have this love/hate relationship with food.  I love it, but my weight says otherwise.  My weight says that my body hates food.  That’s where my bad relationship with cupcakes comes into play.  The only thing I know to compare it to is a real life relationship between two people where both parties know that they should not be together, but either both of them or one of them are too scared to actually call it quits.  I am too scared to tell my cupcakes goodbye, and therefore we argue and fight constantly and make up for a bit.  This weekend was probably one of the best and worst weekends for cupcakes and me.

It started out like any other typical weekend.  I lounged around Friday night on the couch watching television and looking out my new glass windows that I bought at www.allglasswindows.com thinking about how dull and simple my life had become and dozed off.  I woke up Saturday feeling a little down and out because no normal person falls asleep on the couch on a Friday night at 8 o’clock whilst thinking of how boring they are, right?  It was then clear that cupcakes were calling my name.  They always know when the most opportune time is to come around, stupid treats.

Enter cupcakes, delicious homemade with a creamy sweet frosting.  I eyed them for sometime before finally reaching out to get one.  One cupcake cannot hurt, I thought.  The second I bit into this delectable vanilla cupcake I was hooked.  It was so good, and since I was going to be quitting cupcakes once and for all I savored every little bite.  Only I could not give up on cupcakes.  What was I thinking?  I should have never gone back!

I had to have just one more before cupcakes were taken from me.  I reached for another.  It was the largest one on the tray, and it was mine all mine.  Again I bit down into it and I was sure that I had never loved cupcakes more than that moment.  I was so in love for the minute that it lasted, and then I felt immediate guilt and shame.

Why was I back in this vicious circle with cupcakes?  Why could I not say no?  While I shed some tears I thought that the next day I would do better and I would stay strong.  Only I did not.  This day it was a chocolate cupcake with strawberry flavored creamy icing, and it was perfect.

My body and hips might be angry, but me and cupcakes we are just too close for me to let go.  So here I will be, still hanging on…