caught red-handed with greasy fingers.

So I’m on this whole organic food kick, right? And it was going really well until Nick bought white chocolate m&m’s and my mom brought over homemade salsa and Fritos. Screw the salsa, I’ve totally binged on the Fritos, which I’m convinced I could live on if I truly had to. I must have eaten my weight in them yesterday. But that’s not all. In between balancing the chips out with a healthy whole grain organic bread sandwich with an egg (a complete source of protein), hummus, cucumber and tomato and a healthy dinner of organic beans and rice, I indulged in several handfuls of candy-coated white chocolaty goodness. Yeah. So what have I learned? I can’t have Fritos anywhere near me. I have absolutely no discipline if they are in the picture. My will power to “just say no” is worthless. I am a slave to the fried delights. A slave.