i just ate two chocolate chocolate chip peanut butter cupcakes that i made for the halloween party but then promptly forgot to bring so i had 22 of them in our house.
upon thinking that i might eat a third one (after lunch, no less...), i smashed them up in preparation to throw them away.
and then ate the frosted crumbled top of another.
i HAVE to workout today, even though i have no time. i am pleased to report that something like 14 or so are now in the trash. they were good, but they were getting stale and they were posing a serious threat to my pants size.
oh, excuse me, i have to go check the birthday brownies i'm baking for musicboy.
oh man. i'm gonna get so fat this week.