My mother is famous for her sweet tooth. If there's candy around, she'll find it.
While I've always enjoyed absolutely divine chocolate, I've never had quite the desire for sugary treats that my mother has... until now.
I had a cupcake for breakfast yesterday morning. As if that weren't bad enough, when I finished it, I thought "Geez, why'd I do that? I really only wanted the frosting." That is exactly the type of thing my mom would say. Apparently my sweet tooth developed later in life.
This morning I ate frosting out of the container. It's the breakfast of champions, especially when you have it with some chocolate-macadamia nut Kona coffee.
Time to call the dentist to have my cavities filled.