Um. I'm a failure. Really. I'm not going to lie to you and tell you I've been trying my hardest on the sugar thing. I kind of gave up yesterday. In fact, as my husband came up to our room last night, there I was eating ice cream out of the carton, in bed.
"Um, I'm pretty sure that has sugar in it," he said.
"Yeah, about that. I'm kind of off the sugar wagon. Or on it. I'm on a break." I had to admit.
This break just so happens to coincide with Robin's birthday, who is my partner in Lent. She's not giving up sugar for her birthday, so I got weak, too. And it also happens to be that time of the month (joy, joy!). So, today I start back up again.
I don't know why it's so dang hard. It's just sweets.