Valentine Sweets

[divingbiker]

Put it in your car for now and take it to work on Monday (or Tuesday if Monday is a holiday for you.) At my office, it would be gone within a half hour.

[Miranda]

Put it in your car for now and take it to work on Monday (or Tuesday if Monday is a holiday for you.) At my office, it would be gone within a half hour.

Hmm, I'm planning on lifting weights at the gym even tomorrow... maybe I could just leave it at the front desk... "Happy Valentine's Day--have a treat, you've earned it". Could work?

It's a really big box too.

EDIT: Oh, I don't want to sound "gift-getting" un-gracious... it was a lovely thought and gift.

[Biciclista]

develop your will power. Throwing it away is distasteful!
if you really don't want to eat them all, take it to work, at least they won't be wasted!

oops, I see you just thought of taking them to the gym. Excellent!

[Miranda]

develop your will power. Throwing it away is distasteful!
if you really don't want to eat them all, take it to work, at least they won't be wasted!

oops, I see you just thought of taking them to the gym. Excellent!

I know... the trash would be bad. Thx.

[uforgot]

I'm like you, if it's there it just keeps calling to me and I just keep picking at it. I decided a long time ago that it's better in the trash than on my hips. Don't feel guilty about it. There are times when I just want a little something, a piece of chocolate or some treat, so if I'm craving a candy bar, I throw half (or whatever I don't want) away on the way out of the store because it takes care of mindless eating, and I get just what I wanted and not a morsel more.

Usually I just avoid it don't keep it around, but with a gift, as in your case, giving it away is an excellent idea unless you are going to keep eating it, and then I say either lock it in the trunk of your car, take it to the office/gym NOW, or toss. And when you toss, make sure you open it, dump it and toss the cat's litter on top.

[Miranda]

I'm like you, if it's there it just keeps calling to me and I just keep picking at it. I decided a long time ago that it's better in the trash than on my hips. Don't feel guilty about it. There are times when I just want a little something, a piece of chocolate or some treat, so if I'm craving a candy bar, I throw half (or whatever I don't want) away on the way out of the store because it takes care of mindless eating, and I get just what I wanted and not a morsel more.

Usually I just avoid it don't keep it around, but with a gift, as in your case, giving it away is an excellent idea unless you are going to keep eating it, and then I say either lock it in the trunk of your car, take it to the office/gym NOW, or toss. And when you toss, make sure you open it, dump it and toss the cat's litter on top.

BAWHAAA!

The cat litter I had never done. DH is allergic to kitties, but I would love to have one (have a dog). I try dumping the coffee grinds on it. But, I know exactly what you mean. I sickly have been tempted to dig something out of the trash in my past dieting days. One of my GFs says to imagine maggots are crawling on the food.

I do know exactly what you are saying about throwing half the candy bar away. The "eat half" concept is how I dropped my 40#s I carried for many years as I re-found the love for riding. It is a really hard concept if you were raised to not waste food. Resturants are the worst at portions.

On the pieces of chocolate I did eat, if once I bit into it and it was a filling I didn't like, I didn't finish it. I asked mysel "is this REALLY worth it (calories) if I don't even like it?". I try to re-gift it to one of the fm if it's a flavor they like. If not, I pitched the other half.

[Tuckervill]

I so love those marshmallow circus peanuts! (I know, right?) I was on a long drive recently and I had a craving, so I stopped and got a small bag from a gas station. I had a dog with me, so I took a bite of a peanut, gave him a bite, and threw the last third out the window! lol. So in effect, I only ate a third of the bag.

My dogs really really love me.

Karen