Curse the Chocky Bickkies!!!!!!!

It was my own bloody fault! Nobody made my fingers creep across the table to the open bag of yummy SUPER choc chip cookies that had been left on the table by my lovely supportive mother-in-law yesterday!

I know, I know... the KIDS where supposed to eat them. But the damn kids didn't show up and everyone went home and left the chocky cookies in MY safe hands!!!

The bag ACCIDENTLY tore open in my hand and a quick peek inside showed a pile of choc chip bickkies all bagged up nice and tidy in twin packs!! Wonderful I thought, single servings to keep me outta the rest of the bag. So I opened one... sniffed the delicious aroma of rich sticky choc chips jam packed into a crunchy nutty biscuit, and almost passed out with ecstacy!

The first taste was pure heaven as the sticky choc chips clung to my lips and teeth and the biscuit literally shattered into a million pieces in my mouth! MMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmm YUUUUUUUMMMMMMM!! I had never tasted anything so yummy, so rich, so decadent, so bloody mind bending irrisistible! Of course I gutsed the next one down in two seconds flat.... then as I licked the last traces of bicky crumbs and chocolate off my lips (and my fingers!) I casually read the back of the Cookie bag and it said..... "irrisistable" Bugger!! Too late!! The deed was done, the devil was unleashed.... there was no turning back.... and by the time the evening was over.... the big bag of bickies was gone!!! AND I had the worst bellyache.

My punishment arrived tonight at Fat Club...... on the scales of death... UP .1 kg!!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!