A Chocolate Afterthought

I'm still working on losing this baby weight. I have salad running out my ears and slimfast running out my uh...nose. It seems to be working, though, and it hasn't been too hard. I could probably speed up the process if I exercised everyday. Somehow the baby is able to sap more energy out of me (us) outside of the womb than inside. He was a lot quieter when he lived where he could pound on my bladder and squish my lungs. Yesterday was my boss's birthday, so everyone in the office pitched in and got cake, ice cream, a birthday card, and a gift card. We had his "party" right after our weekly team meeting. So, I sat there and visited and politely declined the vanilla ice cream, the chocolate ice cream, and the double layer chocolate cake with strawberry filling and chocolate icing. Hey, a girl can diet but still oogle the goodies (food, that is). I did really well declining, I even did well while I sat there and watched 15 people consume those luscious treats. My moment of weakness was about 45 minutes later when it hit me, "I passed up CHOCOLATE!!!!???? What am I, stupid???!!!" Please don't answer that...I already know the answer.