Friday, July 15, 2011

Sugar Affair

Hello! This is me, Diana. And that, on the left, is my sweet husband Richard. Let me let you in on a little secret, that's actually not a secret at all to those who know us well--we love sugar.
I can't remember a moment from my entire life where I didn't pick chocolate milk in the school cafeteria, where I didn't love going to wedding receptions because of the refreshments, or being at home where cookies and brownies weren't readily available (even if I had to bake them up myself).

When Richard and I married, he liked sweets but didn't crave them incessantly. I was surprised when I would bake brownies and Richard would hardly touch one. That would've never happened in my home growing up. Once a large pan of brownies was cut, my 6 siblings and I would devour the entire thing in less than 5 minutes. I am not exaggerating.

It wasn't long until Richard's habits changed noticeably. I saw him opening and closing cupboards over and over. I asked him, "Honey, what are you looking for?"

His eyes got wide and he yelled, "CHOCOLATE! I NEED CHOCOLATE!"

I was completely saddened when I saw in him this ugly trait I saw in myself. And I definitely felt guilty that I played an active role in getting him there. But, then I'm sure I pulled out the chocolate chips.

This sugar affair has got to end! I don't know how. I don't know how long.

But this time I'm gonna hold myself accountable--right here.


  1. It's really good to realize if you are having too much of something that can jeopardize your health. But the good thing is there is always a new day.

  2. well shoot. I am reading this at 10am and I am realizing that I have already had 4 redvines, 2 oreos and a hersheys bar today. clearly, I need help. (on the plus side, I have already worked out for 45 minutes as well . . . that balances out something, right?)