Monday, August 10, 2009

I Have a Confession to Make...

I'm a girl. And I DON'T love chocolate. I like it, yeah. But not the way about 100% of the females I know love it and can have it anytime. On that note...

I just had a delicious cupcake. I never really liked plain cake. Never really been a cake person. But give me a cupcake with icing on top and I'm all over that. Icing is always my favorite part of the cupcake, or any cake. I feel like it's a chore to eat through the rest of the cake before/after I savor the icing, but I do it anyway. I could just lick off the icing and throw the rest. But I NEVER do that. And it's not because I don't want to waste food, I waste ridiculous amounts of food all the time, and no I'm not proud of it. I COULD just lick off the icing and rid myself of the chore, but I don't. I'm trying to remember if I ever did that when I was a kid, I mean I was indulgent enough, but I don't think I did. I'd have killed icing for myself for good. But I somehow had (and have) the sense not to.
I mean my taste buds know when to tell me to quit. They know what's too much, and what to avoid. Why doesn't my heart do the same?

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