Let the Sabotage Begin!

Outrageous experiments in sensible eating.
Jan. 6 2011 4:16 PM

Let the Sabotage Begin!

Did I mention that my parents sent me not one but two boxes of chocolates today? Two. They are wrapped in wrapping paper, so I stuck them in the freezer for a future week. I didn't have any, I swear. I didn't even unwrap them. What was that I said in Week 1? Something about whenever one publicly embarks on a new eating plan, the world does all it can to interfere? Thanks, Mom and Dad!

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And earlier in the week, I received this e-mail at the office:

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Every year since I was six, my aunt has baked me homemade peanut butter chocolate fudge, chocolate chip cookies with walnuts, butterscotch cookies and chocolate covered cherries. This year is no exception … please help yourself to a plethora of sweet treats on the table.

I knew not of which table this person spoke, nor did I go hunting for it, as I normally would have.

I mention this today, because it's Thursday, the day on which I predicted I would start craving chocolate. And I have, among other things.

Ellen Tarlin is a former Slate copy chief and writer of the "Clean Plate" blog. Her essays have appeared in the Boston Globe, the Boston PhoenixBrooklyn Bridge, Bark, and  the RISK storytelling podcast. Follow her on Twitter.