Ever have a day like that poor pooch? I have them when I’m writing. When I get creative the editor part of my brain tries to take it away. And then, there are the days I’m counting points for weight watchers and bam! Something sweet really wants jump into my hand and we aren’t talking apples. Oh no, fudge or cookies or hey I have a free hour I can make doughnuts. What do you fight yourself for?