Still off the wagon.
Okay, honestly? I never got on it to begin with. I ate way to much crap yesterday(and for about all the other days going back to and before Christmas, but I digress).
It wasn't the Zeppe's pizza, and extra helpings of salad smothered in dressing. It was the Meltaways.
Meltaways are the Devil's brownie. My mom has been whipping those suckers up since I was knee-high to a chocolate chip.
Rich, chocolately, dense brownies covered with buttercream frosting and a layer of hardened semisweet chocolate atop of all of that.
Then she forces me to take the rest home, as if I wasn't bloated enough. I already ate 2, this morning. Then I cut them all up, wrapped them in tinfoil, stuffed it into a Ziploc and shoved the whole thing in the freezer. I was hoping that it would make it almost too much work to make it worth defrosting one and eating it. Or that maybe if I tried to eat one while still frozen, it would chip a tooth and then I'd learn my lesson.
They're even better frozen.