Almost daily while I am in the office I at some point say, "No thanks, that's not good for my wedding diet."
We have fantastic cooks here at the Morris Daily Herald and they all like to share. If it's not someone bringing in homemade cookies, someone in the building is going on a "shake run."
The temptation is there regularly. The thought of my wedding dress is starting to become not enough to convince myself to resist.
So when sports editor T.G. Smith was telling me about the delicious, homemade strawberry cheesecake he made this week (with strawberries he grew in his own garden mind you), I knew I was in trouble.
The first time he offered to bring me a piece I was strong and resisted. But my co-worker, photographer Lisa Pesavento accepted and "ooh and ahhed" with every bite. So when T.G. offered again, I gave in and said, "It's not good for my wedding diet, but I can't pass it up."
Yesterday T.G. came to me with apologies as he forgot my "giant piece of cheesecake." You would think I would take this as a sign and behave myself. I should have told him thanks anyway and to keep it, but I simply said, "That's OK, I'll be here tomorrow."
Today when he arrived in the newsroom, he marched right over to me with a special container full of cheesecake just for me . . . it was the most scrumptious, tasty, Two-And-A-Half Inch piece of heaven I've ever had.
That's right, I said two-and-a-half inches. It was the perfect size for my wedding diet! Smaller than the mini apple my co-worker Jessica Cohea brought in her lunch (pictured is a comparison for your visual). She did so kindly offer me her apple, but I chose the mini cheese cake instead.
It's all about portion control, right? At least that is what I am telling myself. Come on, how bad could a two-bite size piece of cheesecake be?
But, just in case, I will still be keeping this out of my wedding diet calorie watch roster.