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Saturday, November 1, 2008

The Halloween Candy Devil

So I've entered a pact with the devil. Not the Devil, just the little one who sits on my shoulder, looks just like me, and tries to compete with the little angel on the other side.

The subject matter?

Halloween candy.

If you have similar little friends on your shoulder, trying to persuade you to eat/not eat all that candy, I would love to have you follow me over to Skinny Pants today for a little motivation and commiseration.

I'll be eternally grateful, I swear!

P.S. FYI, there's still time to vote for me over on Crash's blog! (See last post for details). Did I mention I could win cash? Not enough to remodel my house or anything, but still!

11 comments:

Barbaloot said...

I'll commiserate/motivate with you! No candy. Not even the kind with peanut butter and chocolate which is quite possible the most miraculous creation ever.

But how long is this commiseration lasting...?

Marivic_Little GrumpyAngel said...

Okay, this house is insanely full of tempting candy/chocolate so I'm going over to SKINNY PANTS to see if I can get any help :-)

sue q said...

I'm so glad I started not eating chocolate ten months ago and not yesterday. Torture, that's what THIS is. Pure, unadulterated torture. But I'm winning!! I WILL BEAT MYSELF AT THIS!!!

Wait, there's a double meaning in that...

Kimberly said...

Headed right on over, babe!

Jen R. said...

Get this, we took my 9 month old trick or treating...she doesn't even eat normal food yet let alone candy! Looks like we might have to help her out!

Alison Wonderland said...

I'm a little sad that my kids didn't get more candy. Sorry.

Claire said...

Did you get the cash!? I was too late to vote:(

Annie Valentine said...

So did you get the cash?

Heidi said...

I'm cruel. Since I have to be strict about my sugar right now, my poor kids had to leave their Halloween candy at my parents' house. That way I'm not tempted. Besides, then it's Grandma who has to deal with the hyper sugar kids!

*MARY* said...

I'm reading this while pigging out on a butterfinger. My little devil always wins, I haven't seen my angel in a while.

Machen Family said...

I'm drowning my sorrow of not attending the Metallica concert by nursing a big bottle of hershey's syrup. I'll be on your skinny jean sight tomorrow. Tell your husband I would have totally given him the tickets if you lived closer to us.