I am doomed! Yesterday, Barb brought me a big tin of gingersnaps, my favorite cookie. I thought I could control myself; I figured I would only eat a cookie or 2 a day. Within a second of that thought, I shoved about 50 gingersnaps down my throat. Even now, I know where they are….. I can hearing them calling me! “EAT ME, Donna!” It kills me!. You see, I resolved that after Christmas I would start watching my food intake and now it is after Christmas and all I do is shove gingersnaps down my throat!!! DAMN THAT COOKIE! IT IS THE SPAWN OF SATAN!!!!! WHY MUST IT TASTE SOOOOOOOOOO YUMMY!!!?!?!?!