I DREAM OF CARROT CAKE
In preparation for my October wedding, I have been on a mission to lose weight. I will generally try any method of weight loss and since I passed the “30” mark nothing has worked. From Celebrity Fit Club’s Fat Smash Diet to Seattle Sutton, I’ve tried it all. I might be the only person in America who actually gained weight on Weight Watchers.
I have had some success on my latest diet craze. Whether it’s the secret potion I’m ingesting or the mere 500 calorie diet of apples, strawberries and shrimp, who knows. What I do know is that I am at the end of my rope. I am tired, grumpy and hungry. This morning I was so physically exhausted that I did not have the strength to lift my blow dryer. Needless to say, I am down eight pounds and well on my way to being so thin people will be worried about me…exactly the look I am going for on my special day.The most difficult part of the diet has been that my co-workers have been frequenting HUB 51 and ordering the carrot cake without me. I have forgotten what most food tastes like at this point, but I wake up almost every night in the midst of a dream about biting into a piece of that carrot cake. It is by far the best dessert I have ever had. I don’t know what’s in there, but I do believe the extraordinary taste comes from the frosting. If you haven’t had it, I don’t know whether to recommend it or tell you to stay far far away from it. All I can do is give warning that once you’ve tasted it, you will not be able to stop until your little dessert plate is clean. I know mine will be on August 21st, my first cheat day…T minus 17 days.