Ms Elizabeth's Journal, 15 September 2014

Do you think exhaustion or stress causes you to be tempted to make giant chocolate cakes.. or a pan of chocolate no bake cookies.. or brownies batter... or chocolate fudge then daydream about locking yourself in the bedroom with one of the above items and refuse to share with anyone? Whatever the reason is it appears to be contagious. Maybe it's because it's in the low 60's outside and we're all attempting to put on weight for the winter.. there has to be some reason for it. It couldn't possibly be because chocolate and sugar are a yummy combination. I'm not sure.. I think my daughter growled at me last night when she found out I ate the last cookie though. Oops.. It was for the baby :D That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

I figured since things were getting out of control I would attempt to see how many days I could go without sugar. I decided this at 11:45 last night. It lasted until 5:48 this morning. Technically I was awake for half of that.. sure I was in a zombie stupor and sure I also decided I should repaint the upstairs.. *snort* but um yeah.. I think I do my best thinking then. Tomorrow I will attempt again. By then the pan of cookie bars I made should be gone. The farm hand is back tonight and he caught the sugar bug right before he left.. he also left after consuming half my box of donuts. *twitch* The only good part is by everyone wanting sweets we have to compete for them. Throw in a couple of those giant q-tip sticks and some raised platforms and we could actually burn off the sweets before we consume them. Maybe.. I'm going to go back to talking to baby Squirt and drooling.

So far baby squirt is the only one that listens to me and doesn't raid my sugar stash. I think the others have sensed the weakened state of mom with baby brain and they're planning their attack now. This morning the toddler plotted against me by climbing into the baby carrier. Took me at least a minute to try and figure out how Squirt gained 30 lbs. Then it took me 29 minutes to convince little man he no longer fit in a baby carrier. Sure.. he fit a thigh in but once you pick it up he just flipped right out at which point it was a toddler catapult. I've now given up using the baby carrier. Who knows how long it would have taken me to convince little man that toddler catapults are not recommended for safety reasons. *drool*