As many know (at least those that I work with), I sit next to the snack table and am notorious for co-opting the wanna-be health food that's really the Trader Joe's equivalent of Cheetos, and Reese's Peanut Butter Cups. Like any addict, I justify my behavior with frank over-exaggerations on the difficulty of My Life, as in "It's been a rough week...I deserve a handful of chocolate covered almonds...who cares if they put me in a coma..." Anyway, when the flab reared it's ugly head I realized that no amount of salsa (well, maybe if I danced 24-7) will keep me away from the fat cells that were built into my DNA. So, I'm turning over a new leaf...again (...I'm going to need to find a new tree soon) and, henceforth, I am going to say no to the chocolate covered espresso beans and yes to self-esteem building behaviors. I'm going to give more money to worthy causes, clean my apartment less, and have stronger boundaries with people who don't take no for an answer (Relentless Salsero).

Just for today, I can turn over a new leaf.