Written on Tuesday, July 20, 2004 by Jessica

I really want a cigarette.

Not really. I don't smoke and I never have. But that's my new joke here at work. Susan and I are both on diets, so when I have the urge to go down the vending machine, I have to tell her so she can stop me (and vice versa). However, it's kinda mean for me to say, "I really really want a Snickers candy bar," b/c then she might want a Snickers too. So I just tell her I want a cigarette. And right now, I really really want a cigarette. Sigh.
So far I've cheated a little on my diet (b/c I was starving!), but I didn't cheat with sweets. Right now, that's the important thing--to cut out sweets cold turkey as if I were quitting cigarettes. I told Bob (hubby) last week that I wish they made patches for dieters, like nicotine patches. I need a doughnut patch and a chocolate patch and an ice cream patch.

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  1. CFaith |

    I appreciate your thoughts on my site. I did delete what I had previously wrote because he asked me to. I'm not so sure what's going to happen to us. I don't even know what I want to happen at this point. I'm digging deep to try to find the strength to keep going and working at it....but I find myself coming up short lots of days.


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