It’s the most wonderful time of the year… with holiday baking, and more holiday baking, and possibly some cheer? *clink coffee mug* I fucking love Christmas. Like it’s a serious thing. I love looking at Christmas lights. I love getting together and watching Holiday movies (Home Alone? The Santa Clause? National Lampoons Christmas Vacation? Can I get a w00t woot?!) I even LOVE baking Christmas cookies to give away (my gingerbread are to die for — seriously). The thing is I am trying not to eat a Christmas cookie every damn day. I have a plan, and I am trying super hard to stick with it. Like seriously hard. Like when I walk in the kitchen and see the cookies, I twitch a little. And then there is my mom and sister…
You see, we moved with my mom and sister. I gave them a choice and they decided to follow us across country. We told them they could stay with us and pay rent until they learned their way around (which hasn’t been going so great but that’s a WHOLE other can of worms). Anyway, they LOVE sweets. Seriously. That is all they eat. They are one of those “vegetarians” that just eat sweets and simple carbs. I know what you are saying… educate them, do stuff with them… I DO. It just doesn’t matter what I say or do. So they have been making cookies. And then trying to get me to eat them. I politely said no, I just did not have it in my plan that day…. but they asked like 10 times (not exaggerating) and kept being pushy. What does it take for them to respect me and my choices?
By the end of the day, I was pretty much as frustrated as Michael Scott once he learned Toby was back. Come on people. I do not want your cookies. I know they are delicious. I have had numerous amounts of cookies in my life (Hello, I weighed over 260 pounds and that did not happen from eating broccoli). The thing is I need to remove myself from sweets for awhile so I no longer crave them. That’s just how my brain works… once I am over the 2 week hump, I will be better. I will have more self control. Right now, one cookie = a dozen cookies and I just cannot do that anymore. I am flushing all my hard work at the gym down the toilet and it is feeling like I am being slapped by toilet water every time I do. This cycle must end.
So what are your thoughts about Holiday YumYums and Dealing with People who Just want you to eat the Damn Cookies?!