Monday night was a complete fail. The more the afternoon wore on the worse my buttered roll craving got, most to the point of climbing the walls.
I stopped in at woolies and grabbed a 6 pack of soft white rolls. I almost bought a packet of biscuits but was able to muster enough self control to put them back on the shelf.
When I got home I ended up having a tiny bit of soup with the whole pack of rolls...I was pretty full by the second one :/ By the time I finished I felt horrible I felt horrid and like I was going to burst. Oh the shame.
I think it was the butter...if I had plain rolls I wouldn't have had so many I'm sure. No more butter for me.
I stopped in at woolies and grabbed a 6 pack of soft white rolls. I almost bought a packet of biscuits but was able to muster enough self control to put them back on the shelf.
When I got home I ended up having a tiny bit of soup with the whole pack of rolls...I was pretty full by the second one :/ By the time I finished I felt horrible I felt horrid and like I was going to burst. Oh the shame.
I think it was the butter...if I had plain rolls I wouldn't have had so many I'm sure. No more butter for me.