Photo Credit: dailylife.com.auMiss Mischief acquiesced when I asked if anyone wanted to come to a nearby cultural centre this morning. I was on the hunt for some information for an assignment. She came, in the hope that "maybe" she would get some kind of special treat. We stopped at one of the bakeries in Our Town on the way home and got a loaf of sweet, iced bread for the kids to have after lunch.
What nearly stopped me in my tracks and took my breath away was a platter of hot jam doughnuts sitting on top of the counter in the bakery. This is one of my few true weaknesses. Something to do with a rare childhood treat from the doughnut van up the street on a Saturday morning. Do you know what I did? I remembered that this year I want to be healthier and that I need to fit a couple of pairs of trousers by May. And I walked away.
Now that I know they're there I'll set myself a target to reach before I go and indulge in one. And then I'll go and put myself back on the healthy wagon.
After lunch I enjoyed a mango instead. All is not lost!