Avoiding the Booty Call!

Now that another holiday has come and gone I am once again left with hoards of candy in my house.  That damn candy lustfully calls my name.  Sometimes I answer that call (as in the case of Mr. Reese’s peanut butter tree….oh so delectable!) while I thumb my nose at others (like Russell Stover…he just doesn’t do it for me).

Hersheys-Holiday-Candy-bags

So what’s a girl to do to resist the booty call (cuz you KNOW these calls are never good for one’s booty)?

Well, sometimes subtle actions will stop the incessant calling or at least make it hard to hear for while.  For example, I try moving the candy to the back of an inconvenient-to-get-to cupboard so I can’t see (or hear!) anything delectable .  Other times focusing my attention on really awesome things like cleaning, or laundry, or sewing back on the flaps that have come off all 37 pairs of those little texting gloves helps.  But alas, Reese and Russell don’t like being put off or ignored so they call louder…and that my friends is when I bring out the big guns!  When Reese and Russell simply don’t take the hint it is time to kick them to the curb!  Yep, they simply are taken out with the trash…never to be seen again.  It sounds harsh, I know, but it always works and ends things between us permanently.  For a little while…  Until the next holiday… Until I meet Hershey and Cadbury…

 

 

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