The Three Cs

I've discovered that the bane of my dietary well-being comes down to three Cs: chips, chocolate and cheese. I am admitting publicly (well sort of, for the 3 people who may read this) that I've officially lost my ability to control their intake. I've always held that chocolate and chips - but not necessarily chocolate chips - were two of the four major food groups (the other two, of course, being coffee/caffeine and good bread with butter). Sadly, I now think I'm wrong.
My name is Judi and I am an addict.

I've Fallen and I Can't Get Up

I've been trying to diet and lose those pesky 10 pounds that have crept on and keep me from fitting in my clothes. I'm fallen off the food wagon and can't seem to get back on.
My downfall?... Trader Joe's.
I try not to go grocerying when I'm hungry or in a foul mood. I was both the other day. I headed straight for the cheese. And the bread. And the chips (barbecue...ummmmm). Did I mention the olive tapenade?
Now that all that's gone, *burp* I'm trying to get back to it, but not having too much success.
Power. Will Power.
Shaken, not stirred.