On Valentine's day some sweet guy at work, whom I didn't even know (too young, no way), brought me a gift bag with a stuffed white teddy bear, a card, and a giftwrapped half pound box of chocolates. I took them home where they all mysteriously disappeared by the end of the next afternoon... and I live alone! But it was cool because I went right back to working out and eating fruit in lieu of sweets and everything was fine. You didn't go buy them so you weren't being willfully bad. Sometimes, a fabulous box of chocolates just falls in your lap, like a gift from Heaven. How often does THAT happen? So go for it! But when they're gone, get back down to business and tell yourself you already had your big binge and that's the end of it... for a long time. Bad behavior once in a blue is human nature. I didn't gain a pound from the experience because I didn't let my little blessing become a big problem - and that, I'm finding, is the secret. Of course, now I'm thinking how nice a little bon bon would be. Time to hit the shower.