But defeat is even sweeter!
Remember my unswerving resolve to not eat the massive cinnamon bun yesterday?
Well, that resolve dissolved at 10:17 this morning.
You would have thought that the bran muffin I had at 9:56 would have held me over a little longer. But my body merely saw it as an appetizer leading to the main course.
So, I relented, packed up my purse and walked down the street to The Beanery and sheepishly ordered a cinnamon bun. (With a few butters on the side. Go big or go home.)
Just for the record, the bun was not actually as big as my head. More the size of a large man’s fist. So I don’t feel too bad or too full.
When’s lunch?
3 Comments
You deserve it! Your body’s hard at work making Baby Brown. And remember, we’ve ALL been there with the pregnant bottomless pit :)
go for it! eat the buns! good for you! after all, you’re eating for two,and baby brown was HUNGRY!! :) that’s what I always said.
I had one of those very buns a couple weeks ago, heated it up, it was so yummy! Now I want one…
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