My confession

 Forgive me lapband for I have sinned....

The past 2 weeks have been cold and icy here.  I have not exercised at.all

AND I have been ...baking ...ugh

sweets....

And I am an awesome baker.  I do have 3 teens who are in pig heaven when I bake  and they eat a large portion of it.  BUT I have been tasting and eating too.

It is a very slippery slope and I'm going public to say I'm stopping all baking NOW.  Tomorrow I will exercise at least 30 minutes.

THANKFULLY the mini reeses cookies I made today are almost gone.

say it isn't so!!!

lol... sounds like you had a yummy two weeks. Luckily you have some teenagers to eat the bulk of the goodies. I can't imagine how much harder it would be to stick to the band rules if I had kids to cook/bake for.

Oh every little bit counts!!!  Talk about cookies...at work there were Girl Scout cookies every where!!!  And then someone brought in donuts.  Ugh every where I looked today was yummy stuff...but I stayed strong.

Sounds like my work last week, lol. Today our secretary tried to forcibly make me eat a cookie. She called me a pooper for not eating one with her because we all know eating with a friend makes the calories null and void.

Baking in my crutch and I'm missing it like crazy. My grandmother was a pastry chef and I worked alongside her from the time I was just sitting on the counter straight through college when I could sneak off before, after and between classes to hang out with her and soak up everything she could teach me. She's actually the one who convinced me to NOT go to culinary school and rather to keep my skill as something that would always be fun and novel and not a job.

When she passed away, I spent a good three months in a baking frenzy (right smack in the mid of really intense fertility treatments as well) crying and baking and kneading and mixing and frosting and more crying. And until now, everytime I've been missng her, if I bake something it helps. I've been missing that but I'm so afraid to start baking again. People need to start having birthdays or babies or something so I will have an excuse to bake and then get it out of the house. It's just me and my husband... the last cake I made was for my sister's baby shower over Christmas but the leftovers ended up coming home with me... YIKES. There is nothing good that can come from the leftover third of a four layer vanilla bean sponge cake with raspberry filling and white chocolate buttercream sitting around.

I don't even crave the sweets anymore, it's just the act of baking that I have this longing for. I so wish I had 3 teenagers to help me out on that one.

Put down that mixer! Good. Now slowly back away. See, that wasn't so hard now was it? lol