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I used to bake piles and piles of cookies, gave lots away, too, but far too many went right into ME. One Christmas, I gained 10 pounds before the New Year! TEN POUNDS! Added to the other 50 I had gained over the years, and I was just disgusted. I tried not to eat the things, but I could not stop. So now, for the sake of my health, I don't bake cookies unless I'm headed out that same day to someone's house. I make my DH stand over me as the cookies come out of the oven, pack them up and put them into the car.
It sounds ridiculous, but I really can't stop myself! |