Sugar Coma.

My coworker brought a box of donuts to work today. They looked something like this. Pretty huh?



Hours later, I was crashing down from the worst sugar rush ever. Not even sure how many I consumed...there was tearing and demolishment and tossing of innards and frosting smearing. It was a massacre I tell you!!!

Here's the result...

Now I'm off to the trainer to suffer, cry, and be tortured to pay penance for my multiple sins. Then I'll do a Zumba class as additional penance. ZUMBA!