Giving up the "Crack".....

No, I don't do drugs, but Yes, I do candy, and it has come to my attention that one candy in particular seems to be my "Crack". For all of you followers, I'm sure you already have the answer figured out, but for those of you new to my blog, the simple truth is I'm addicted to Reese's Peanut Butter Cups...particularly the ones that come in shapes, Peanut Butter Hearts, Eggs, Trees and Pumpkins. After my recent trip to overindulgence lane when I was sick, it has become evident that I have a problem that needs addressing.

Two of my friends suggested I do away with the candy bowl. That was sage advice and probably would be the smartest choice in dealing with my problem, but the reality is too many other people have become dependent on that candy bowl. It serves as breakfast for Charlie's boyfriend and as Chuck's evening treat. It is part of the homecoming ritual for my youngest daughter and her friend's from college. They congregate around the kitchen bar while I prepare some feast, tell stories and nibble on candy. I'm not sure how they would react should they come home to an empty candy bowl.




Truth be told, the only real problem I have with the candy bowl is when it is filled with Reese's Peanut Butter cups. Currently we only have it filled with miniature Hershey's bars, Krackle bars and Butterfingers, and I'm not having any difficulty controlling my nibble factor, but when the bowl is topped with some peanut butter confection, it acts as my gateway drug to all the other sweets throughout the home. And while the affects to my figure concern me slightly,  more importantly I realize when I eat eight cups in one day (even if they were the miniature sized eggs), I am clearly reducing my healthy input. My stomach can only hold so much, so while I many not have technically replaced a meal, I  clearly replaced a healthy snack or two.

So my solution to my dilemma is to give up the "Crack", and only allow myself a taste of it on those occasions where I can't go back for seconds. No more Reese's Peanut Butter eggs in the home, no more hearts in the car or pumpkins in the office. Since it seems to be the one sweet I can't just eat one if, it has to go. Wish me luck, this should interesting.