God Save the Queen

Temptation comes in all shapes and sizes. I think the devil has decided to shape-shift into a Hot Tamale. The last thing I need to put into my sugar-sensitive body is Hot Tamales, but by-golly-miss-molly I cannot seem to say no! They sing their little siren song and before you know it my mouth is all a goo with the seductive cinnamony sweet taste. God save me from Hot Tamales.

Well, he does save me from things greater than Hot Tamales. He saves me from myself and gives me strength to say no. (I am working on this one!) I am tempted by many things, some innocent like Hot Tamales, and some not so innocent- those I'll keep to myself and God for now. But suffice it to say, all of us are tempted. It is not wrong to BE tempted, it is wrong to GIVE in. Can you sit on the fence between right and wrong? To use my Hot Tamales as an example: if they are around.... you bet your "sweet bippy" I'm gonna eat 'em. If I don't buy them, I can't eat them. Does it keep me from dreaming about them? Remembering the cinnamony taste? The chewy texture? No. It doesn't. What I have to remember is that I don't feel good after I eat them. I don't like the way my stomach feels, the way my head feels, the slightly nauseous feeling in my body. It's just not worth it. I have to remember the end result and it helps me stay away from them in the beginning.

Now I'm not Super Woman by any stretch of the imagination! In fact, I have some right beside me. (oops. I didn't mean to confess that part.) But it's my last box. I have decided to release myself from their seductive cinnamony hold over me. One last hurrah before I toss them out. (wait. I had to eat another one. I think I might be overdoing this whole thing... yeah! That's right I don't really need to give them up totally! I can control this. uh.... that's the ticket. Just one more and then I'll be done. Honest. Just. One. More. )

As you can tell, royal readers, Hot Tamales have me in their hot little hands. I am just a pawn in their big plan to take over the world. They are starting in the cinemas and then spreading to ball fields, theme parks, grocery stores, gas stations, mall vending machines.... we cannot escape their little evil red clutches. I am lost. BUT SAVE YOURSELVES.... RUN AWAY. Run far, far away............ just remember ....... if you smell them, they have come. RUN.