Holding my own. But have been thinking that because I like to bake sweet treats, I will have some planned tumbles.
Eyes closing after lavender bath. Gnite.
An ongoing quest for the meaning of life. Does true happiness exist in a Tory Burch turquoise-trimmed sheath, a MarieBelle Dark Chocolate Croquette bar, a rose garden, a rocky Maine beach, a daughter's eyes, an inky star-sprinkled sky, hours of computer keystrokes that tell a story--or all of the above?
Alice, just move all the sweets out of the house. I certainly don't have enough willpower to resist sweets. It's too hard when it is right under your nose! -- Your friend.
ReplyDeleteThank you my friend. But do you allow yourself planned treats, say, an orange and white Kohr's custard cone at the boardwalk? Xo Alice
ReplyDeleteyes, planned treats! but small quantities ... the big tub of ice cream, the pastries, the cakes ... can't keep them around unless you have incredible willpower.
ReplyDeleteI like your wisdom! Thank you, Bill!!!
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