I believe ice-cream is a girls best friend. Pyjama’s should be accepted as daywear. Laughter is the best medicine. And if all else fails, eat a TimTam ~ Miss Cinders
A defining moment came to me the other day when I realised I not only have an addiction to chocolate, but it’s an obsession as well.
Yes people, an obsessed addicted choc-a-holic I am.
The moment came when I deleted photo’s of TimTams from my phone. All forty two of them.
Seriously, what the…?
When my TimTam packet starts to look empty, I always wish for the TimTam genie to come and give me a packet of TimTams that never runs out…
Just so you know, it doesn’t work. The TimTam genie isn’t real, because he doesn’t show up when he’s wished for. And if he is, the inconsiderate bastard hasn’t come to visit me with one of them special packets!
So anyway, the other day was my birthday. And what does one buy an obsessed choc-a-holic? Why copious amounts of chocolate of course!
On Monday I tweeted that I’d just noticed how much chocolate I’d eaten in the previous three days… Apparently I’m not the only one who can down chocolate like there is no tomorrow. The lovely Emily @ You Learn Something New Every Day could do it with ease as well…
I also Facebooked… so I would have to do something about it.
Emily’s reply on Twitter, and the replies on Facebook made me realise how alone I am not. And that chocolate is indeed an addictive substance.
I took this pic on Tuesday. My birthday was the previous Friday. All but the front block were empty. As of yesterday, it’s all completely gone.
This is not good. Once I start I can’t stop.
So as of today people I am on a chocolate ban.
For one hundred days I am not allowed to eat TimTams, blocks of chocolate, boxes of chocolates or chocolate bars. Not even one little Pod.
One. Hundred. Days.
With the Digital Parents Conference coming up next month, this will be an achievement of mammoth proportions if I can pull it off. When I travel I eat Snickers Pods. It’s my “travelling treat” of choice. One cannot travel without having that one delightful little mouth-watering treat that is saved for such occasions. But this time I have to.
May 25th is THE day I have to reach if my calculations are correct.
So what is my reward if I achieve this challenge?
I have absolutely no idea. I think just the thought that I went one hundred days without is enough.
That is what I would call a massive life achievement!
P.S. Three words – Murphy’s freakin Law!!!