While Conference weekend was wonderful in so many ways, I seem to always treat it like a holiday and I strayed a bit from my course. But, the Lord is always looking out for me. . .
It is tradition that on conference weekend I make cinnamon rolls slathered in butter cream frosting. I hesitated to make them this past weekend because I knew how hard it would be to resist. But I persisted anyway. It's tradition, right? As I was kneading the dough G came over and grabbed a piece to munch on. I thought it strange that he didn't eat it. Then my honey came over to try some. He asked, "Does this taste weird to you?" I tasted it and nearly gagged on a nasty metallic taste! I had used too much baking powder with aluminum in it! I baked them anyway to see if the horrible flavor would magically disappear, but it didn't.
So, in conclusion, I threw out nearly 3 dozen beautiful cinnamon rolls and that action gave me a feeling of empowerment. I don't need to eat desserts. They are not necessary to sustain my life, but I have acted as if they are! I am proud to say that today I have not eaten any processed sugar in the least. Instead I went to my mommy shelf and grabbed a piece of fruit to calm my sweet tooth. It was a good day.
Wow! If only someone had slipped some extra baking powder into the Milano cookies from Pepperidge farm.
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