And you thought that all I ever wrote was light-hearted posts.

Oh, silly you.

One of the reasons I have trouble with the time of year from Halloween through New Years is sugar.  Yep, the white stuff.  And it isn’t because I am diabetic, I am not.  It is simply because I can’t quit once I start.  It is the old alcoholic saying all over….one is too many, and 100 is not enough.

It is the cookies…OH MY GOD, the cookies

And it is the pies, the cakes, the fudge, the tarts, the ice cream….anything that has sugar in it is anathema to this old man.  When I over eat sugar, I feel great for about 30 seconds…and then the crash happens.  And the self-loathing.  And then my joints ache, and blah, blah, blah, blah.

The Day Walker and I are going to some friends house for Christmas dinner and we are to bring dessert.  She is all about the baked goods……I am all about some bourbon and a good cigar.  

C’mon….just one isn’t going to hurt you.  Tell that to an alcoholic…just one drink isn’t going to kill you.  You are right.  That first one won’t…but all the others that follow will.

Anyone else out there feel my pain?  Drop a note and let me know how it goes with you.  You know what to do…the comment button is down below.