restraint.

(... so far, so good)

well, restraint in some areas so far, at least... i have given into the sugar craving maybe once or twice more, but nothing like a sugary binge: cheating in my head is like, ten chocolate chips or one cinammon bear. it's like, not even worth it, right? but somehow it satisfies. this is how i know i'm an addict by nature: i just need the fix. and the more i cheat, the more i want bigger and better cheats. i have to stop, cold turkey. ahhh, LENT. Miss L. you're killin' me!!

however, i have exercised restraint in other areas of life; speficially my finances. the above picture was in the anthropologie catlog sent specifically to me (why, i have no idea) at my house. i mistakenly looked through it, and landed my lil' eyes on these fabulous peacock plates, saucers and bowls.

instant love.

i ripped the picture out, and hung it on the fridge (next to a pic of a purse, from same mag, that i also fell in love with). i was determined to get a set of these plates- even just two of each- no matter the price. entitled, justified, whatever you want to call it: i convinced myself it was ok.

then i went to the mall, with miss l, and laid eyes on the said plates and bowls, fingering them longingly. i picked up two of all of them, making little tea dates in my head with the plates as the centerpieces. my fantasy was complete! and then i looked a little harder and realized: meh, i could take or leave these things. i'm more in love with the picture than the actual plate.

so with a lil' nudge-y encouragement from miss l, i put the whole mini set down, and walked out, with surprisingly empty hands and an equally surprising heavy wallet. now if i could only have miss l around when the sugar craving strikes...