Saturday, January 26, 2013

Cake Balls, My New Nemesis

Girls night went splendidly! We ate and got nails done, and ate! The scale reflected!


I made cake balls for the first time. They were mighty tasty. M was supposed to go to a youth activity with church but P kept her home due to the weather and our drive. So, we had twice as many cake balls at home then we should have. Not good for me.

I hear them calling my name. I gave in. Ugh. Felt like a little kid with a tummy ache. Yet, I ate a few more. I really don't want to think about what the scale will say tomorrow. In fact, I asked my hubby to hide my scale for a couple of weeks and not tell me where he put it.

So, that's me. How are you?


  1. Girl, just remember it was only one night. Hug yourself and begin again. And pour some dish soap on the rest of the cake balls!

  2. Oh my lord, cake balls get me every time. They are so easy to pop in and munch - and so delicious! I feel your pain!