Man Down

I just ate all my kids' Kit Kats. I am not proud, but wanted to be honest. What happened to the girl who used to hoard her candy so it would last till the next Halloween? Was that really me?

Thankfully, after today, all candy will be out of my house - down someone's gullet or in the garbage. Either way, I can't have the temptation lying around. Before you start feeling sorry for my kids, be aware that despite sniffly noses and coughs, they have been sugar zombies for the last three days, thanks to the Trunk-or-Treat being on Saturday.

Okay, here is my goal: every time I see candy for the rest of the day I will hear sword fighting noises in my head (clang, shing, ching) reminding me that I am fighting a deadly foe. I will fight. I will win ... right after I finish these rasinettes ... clang, shing, ching ... Oh well, the box was empty anyway. For reals now. On I go to health and slimness.