Never Accuse Me Of Having No Willpower
I’m here today to prove to you that I have the willpower of a giant. Ok, not sure if giants have willpower, but whatever has GREAT willpower…I have the willpower of that thing. Why, you ask?
Well, a family member dropped by a few minutes ago, and said, “I know you’re on a diet, but I brought sandwiches anyway”.
1. They weren’t sandwiches. They were foot-long poboys. Fried shrimp poboys. Fully dressed (that means topped with everything). 12 inches of overstuffed poboys that probably weigh in at 2000 calories or more.
2. Have I ever mentioned that shrimp poboys are right up there in the top 5 foods in my repetoire of foods I adore? No? Well, let me mention it now then. I LOVE FRIED SHRIMP POBOYS.
3. I didn’t eat it. That’s right. Instead, I pulled out another Lean Cuisine pizza and ate that instead. The poboy is now in the garbage can.
Now tell me I don’t have amazing willpower. 
February 13th, 2008 at 12:19 pm
That relative should be smacked around a bit and then made to eat 2.75 pounds of carboard.
Good for you for resisting!
February 13th, 2008 at 12:23 pm
Dang! Friends and family are the number one people to sabotage a diet.
“Yeah, I know you’re on a diet and you’re trying to be healthy and live longer, but I thought I’d bring these double chocolate fudge brownie turtle cheesecake sundaes over anyway.” LOL
(I’m one of Jen’s friends, btw)
February 13th, 2008 at 12:45 pm
I know, crazy, huh? Gotta love family for all their well-meaning intentions. LOL.
February 13th, 2008 at 12:51 pm
Donna, are you in N’Awlins? I haven’t seen a poboy like that since my Tulane years. Nor have I heard anyone in any other part of the country refer to big sammiches as a poboy.
I hear ya though- I’ve actually had food shoved under my nose with a, “You know you want to eat this” smarty comment. Which makes it all the more satisfying to say, “No thanks, you eat it.”
February 13th, 2008 at 12:56 pm
Close enough, Scottie. I live on the Northshore. Just a hop, skip, and a jump across the Causeway from New Orleans. Didn’t know you were once a Greenie. I was born and raised in Baton Rouge and was pre-destined from birth to go to LSU and a be a Tiger.
February 14th, 2008 at 7:34 am
You go, girl! I admit, if it had been me, I would probably have had to at least sample some of the shrimp. There is absolutely no way I could have resisted fried shrimp. You’re my hero!
February 18th, 2008 at 8:06 pm
oh man po boys. you got will power. up here in the north right around the corner from me I got this place that does a lot of n’oleans cooking. oh man…..now I want some.
Keep trucking donna. you are doing great.
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