My father is always there to provide me with everything that I need in life – love, shelter, education, money, clothes, food, extra food, food in the morning, food in the afternoon, food in the evening, food in between meals, food, more food, did I forget anything? Ahh… FOOD! Yes. He’s a good dad all right. This pretty much explains why I grew up “cute, plump, and cuddly!” Yaaay – BOO! 🙂
One happy evening after my dad heard mass, he brought home a delightful slice of cake just for me. I told him I was on a diet and he said that he’s not pushing me to eat the cake. Riiight? So be it. I did not smell it nor look at it for a brief second. Case closed! I’m back working. 😛
But somehow “knowing” that the cake is lonely and had no company at that hour, I tried looking at it. Then I placed it on the plate. Seriously I had no intention of eating it. Then I backed off and walked away. And then something in my mind told me that “Hey, it’s only for the day, just take a bite!” I TOOK A TEENY-WEENY BITE FROM THE CAKE and well… I ended up finishing everything topping it off with a burp!
Temptations. Why did it ever exist?! haha! Ciao! 😀