Snessert Land

Tomorrow is the end of my 30-day break from desserts.

What to do? What to do? Should I have something sweet before breakfast or after? Or maybe even during?

Should I have a mid morning dessert at 9 am or would it be better to wait until ten? What shall I eat that's sweet after lunch? And how soon can I legally consume my early/mid/late afternoon servings of succulent sweetness?

And oh the joys of thinking about dessert after dinner. What shall it be? Chocolate? OR chocolate?

And then we have the bedtime snessert to consider. ( A snessert is a cross between a snack and dessert. And yes, I just made that up.) What tempting things from my freezer and pantry will be calling my name? I don't know. All I can do is wait until the moment I hear their sweet voices, beckoning me ever nearer.

Oh the decisions that I will have to make on the morrow. Those agonizing, post "thirty days of being dessert-less" decisions. I hope I am up to the challenge. I hope that a month of going without dessert has not weakened me to the point where I will be unable to cope with the plethora of plentitudinous portions of pastry, puddings, and pies.

Maybe I'll set my alarm for 12:01 am and get up and have just one little ol' cookie. Or even one big 'ol cookie. Or maybe I'll just forgo the alarm altogether so that I can be fully rested for the challenging day ahead of me.

I'll keep you posted.