I just had dinner and I had it all planned out. Summer harvest pie with whipped cream for my sweet thing, and a pear for the fruit. I have had some bartlett pears in the house for a few days and they were just now looking perfectly ripe. Well, son showed up with some chocolates with hazelnuts... hmmm.. give up the pie? No way. I want both! No way, I said I wouldn't... but, maybe just one? NO WAY!

Next part of the challenge, polish off the pie and bite into the pear... oh oh.. its not sweet and juicy like it looks on the outside.. it is a dud. Dry and mealy. So, quick change back to prunes, which I really should have had in the first place. I don't feel that the one bite is a break of my challenge.. so that's cool.

It is truly amazing to me how putting any kind of limit on myself can make me rebel. I am like a little immature kid in that way. I didn't want anything else sweet beside the pie, but there is something about knowing I "can't".

Ah well, I sqeaked through. Hopefully this will get easier in the next while. I have to plan what I am going to have which is new for me too.. usually I just have a bit of this, bite of that.

It's good for me.