This is one of the worst ideas I've ever had, I'm quickly discovering. It's been one whole day now and I'm craving the rich, delicious homemade peanut clusters my grandmother sent home with me. Heck, I'd eat just about anything coated in chocolate right now.
Still, I'm holding on to the hope that at the end of my dessert-less week, I'll feel better about myself and have discovered some inner self-restraint.
And if not then next week will be a wonderful week of as much dessert as I can manage.
