I knew it was coming. The inevitability of a binge sat in the back of my mind like a cat gearing up to pounce on its prey. You know, the way he eases on to his back legs and shuffles back and forth, twitching his nose until the unsuspecting mouse/bird/snake isn't looking his way?

At the grocery store, I spent quite a bit more than I had hoped on routine groceries. As I was unpacking I realized that it was because of all the junk that found its way into the cart-despite my constant please to the kids to Put That Down! They say not to shop when you're hungry. I'd have to add not to shop when the cookie monster is raging inside you. Interestingly, though, when I left for the store it wasn't with junk food in mind. It's almost as if the store brainwashed me into thinking I had to have this stuff. (READ MORE)