I'm an Addict

I have always known that I have a major sweet tooth. Brownie for breakfast? Sure. Ice cream for dinner. You bet. But this past weekend while Ben was away, I realized that I'm kind of addicted to sugar. Granted, I was very tired and that makes it worse. But, I was still having a hard time convincing myself to read more of my book instead of finishing off the carrot cake. It was then that I realized that I might have a problem. I hate to call it an addiction, because for the most part, it isn't. Not really. I can go without goodies for days and not really think about it. And I know that there are plenty out there that truly are addicted to something. And I know that they struggle. So, maybe I shouldn't call myself an addict. But anyway.

I decided to go on a sugar fast. Absolutely no sugar. Which does mean no bread or peanut butter. Or strangely, a lot of our crackers. But I can eat fruit. And veggies. And other stuff that is actually good for me. I had decided to try this for a week. But then Ben's birthday came. I made it 33 hours before I had a giant cookie and ice cream with him and the kids. But now I'm back on track. Here's what I've had today so far:

Eggs
Bacon
Orange Juice
Carrots
Green Beans
Fritos
Mean Green Juice
Saltines

I'm eyeing up the peaches, but we're about ready to go to the farmer's market, so maybe that will be dessert tonight.