Sugar Blues
I confess I went to holiday cookie exchange party.
I had to make six dozen cookies to get in the door.
Because I teach workshops on sugar addiction, my cousin said this was like
an alcohol counselor going to a bar.
OK. I did find fourteen sets of six dozen cookies quite beautiful.
In my defense, I am going to have a house full of hungry teenagers
and, I got some great material (cookies and stories). I just don’t want to eat those cookies!
Sugar is a drug and I have had my share of challenges with it.
As a hypnotherapist helping people lose weight, I can
assure you that I am not alone. Sugar is a big problem for lots of people.
This group consisted of two trainers, several of their clients, an acupuncturist, cyclists and triathletes.
We ate an extremely healthy dinner.
This is what I heard…
"My husband wants to know what we are going to do with these cookies.
What he really wants to know is whether he will get any of these cookies!”
“I need a plan so I don’t go home and eat them all.”
“I freeze mine and take them out to take to parties.”
Most sugar addicts wouldn’t let a frozen cookie slow them down.
We get to go around the table once and take four of each kind of cookie.
Fourteen women become very quiet. This is business.
And then we go around again and we can take one of each.
A woman at the end of the table suddenly gets the look of a huntress.
I tease her. She doesn’t deny it.
I get in my car with more sugar than I have had in my possession in a long time.
I am nervous. Will they make it to the freezer?
My tolerance is very low. The little bit of testing I did while I was baking
has me feeling like an uprooted tree. The vegetables at dinner grounded me and I want
to go home, put the cookies in the freezer, go to sleep, and wake up hungry for an egg.
