There’s something about peanut butter. The jars of the chocolate powdered PB2, Peanut Wonder and Nutzo didn’t stand a chance once they made it to my kitchen cabinets. It was so ridiculous (as in, I was taking in way too many calories and fat to maintain what I had, and completely mindlessly) that I had to seriously – with massively-concerted effort – reevaluate.
If I didn’t restrain myself, I would eat a jar a day easy.
Horrifying.
It came down to not buying it to begin with because I could NOT be trusted. I wouldn’t purchase a single jar until I:
- Learned self control, which meant…
- Learned to be TOTALLY honest with myself – it’s a slippery slope when it’s you against you!
- Developed the willpower of the Gods
I may not be actually be able to eat ice cream, so the catchy commercial tune falls flat on me. But peanuts and I get along rather nicely.
Maybe too nicely.
Maybe it’s better if you just hand yours over. . .
