Doughnuts

As some know, I have an extremely unhealthy obsession with doughnuts. This is what happens in the mornings when I go to work with Dom, we get up and eat cereal together around 8 a.m. and then get to work around 9:30 a.m. and then I am hungry again. Sometimes one of his workers brings in doughnuts and somehow my stomach has now interpreted that to mean that every morning around this time it should be getting a doughnut.

Today was a no show with the doughnuts and so I want to walk to the nearest shop to get some. It is about a mile away but this is in Sacramento. My husband doesn't like the idea of me running around alone in this neighborhood and doesn't think I should go. Now how sad is it that I want a doughnut so bad that I may disregard my husbands concern for me and walk the one mile in Sac. just to satisfy my craving, on our one month of marriage anniversary nonetheless.....I'm sick. If anyone knows how to treat this problem or reads this in the next few minutes and wants to talk some sense into me, please post your comments.

............... 30 Minutes later..........

You're too late.