As a dog returns to its vomit...

I just hoovered up another piece of the chocolate pecan pie a friend gave us yesterday. It was sweet and decadent as only Willow can make it. Ordinarily I'd suck it up without guilt but yesterday I attended a work related 5 course Italian lunch followed by a substantial barbecued chicken dinner made by a well intentioned Mr. Nag (who had not had a gut stretching lunch) followed by the aforementioned pie. Today I had a banana for lunch in an attempt to ameliorate yesterday's pig out but once I got home I heard the siren song of the pie and that was that. I'm thinking screw the diet and buy Spanx. Yeah, that's the ticket.