Ben and Jerry have a heck of a lot to answer for

Today I was no angel, but I was doing relatively ok. In fact I was starting to wonder if it was possible to get the diet back on track.

Then evil little Ben and Jerry snuck in under the wire, took a swipe at my knees and knocked me off my feet, leaving me defenceless against their temptation. I hate chocolate ice cream, I know its shocking I love chocolate but don't like it being messed with. However the Phish food ice cream is an exception to this rule, its bleeding lovely.

I had all 4 kids today, we had a car disaster and had to cough up nearly £200 for a new handbrake thing, last night I just couldn't sleep and somehow managed to knock out my fake tooth at some point in the middle of the night. So its no wonder that I struggled a little to get my work done this evening.

I got it done ( and all kids in bed/ all housework at a sub toxic level) so what is a girl to do with an evening stretching ahead of her. Well surely any normal girl would reach for a glass of wine, a half tub of ice cream and a action movie, yeah baby!

So morning 9 out of 10 for being the dieting queen, evening probably somewhere in the minus100 out of 10 region.

It wasn't me it was the ice cream it made me do it....