Sugar Shock? No, Karen, I Did Not Cheat! No, I Did NOT Eat Snickers Bars!

Karen thinks I cheated. Fell off the no-sugar wagon. Became an ultra hypocrite.

Seriously, I do not kid: For easily five minutes late yesterday afternoon (after my Stop SUGAR SHOCK! Radio Show), Karen — my super-capable, ultra-smart, and very friendly assistant (whose blog posts you read here often) — thought I’d succumbed to the depths of SUGAR SHOCK! (You know, the condition that I always rail against here and warn about in my book SUGAR SHOCK!)

"Shame on you," I’m sure she thought.

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You see, Karen spied something that had absolutely no business being in my office! She saw a small chocolate-filled candy bar. That’s right, a candy bar!

So yesterday, when she came over to pick up a bunch of packages to mail — you know, books to give out as raffle prizes, to members of the media and reviewers — she gets up her nerve.

First, poor Karen gives me this really funny look — that can only be described as one of disdain and the complete opposite of admiration.

Then, she prepares herself for a confrontation with me. She crinkles her nose, breathes deeply and then quickly, fearfully blurts out:

"Connie, is that a Snickers Bar I see on the floor, below your desk?"

My reply: I laugh with glee. Honest!

"Yes, Karen, that is a Snickers bar. In fact, I’m in possession of not just one little candy bar, but a HUGE bag of tiny Snickers Bars!"

Wait. That’s not all!

I then reveal my new, secret stash that I had bought the night before.

Indeed, I have so many candy bars and candies in my office that I could send at least half a dozen people into sugar shock!

I confess: My home office is brimming with candy — at least six or seven different kinds. (I’ll spare you the names — they’re in a plastic Duane Reade bag, with the ends tied into a knot, for now at least.)

Why, you want to know, would the "Ex-Sugar Shrew" and self-described "Sugar Liberator" have a huge horde of candies in her possession?

If truth be told, I’m doing research. In fact, if all goes the way I hope, you’ll be seeing me on national TV soon discussing the results of my findings.

That’s all I can reveal for now. Just keep your eyed moving towards this blog, because of course, you’ll be the first to know as to why I now have a whole bunch of candy here, in my office.

Before I go, of course, you want to know: Was I tempted?

Put it this way: Buying a bunch of candy from Duane Reade was a very surreal experience. (Last time I bought candy was in the spring — also for research).

Anyhow, yes, I had this slight twinge of desire. After all, I am human.

And I had the strangest feeling buying all this candy — I felt in a sort of binge-buying mode.

But I did NOT act on my sugar temptations.

OK, I did eat one too many apples that evening. (But, of course, fruit has fiber, nutrients, etc. and in no way can be compared to naughty-for-me candy bars.)

So, stay tuned. You’ll hear how I’ll survive — and thrive — with all the candy in my closet. By the way, this is NOT something I’d recommend for you sugar addicts out there.

Remember, it’s been nearly 10 years since I conquered my sugar habit. I’ve interviewed some 200 or more experts, and I’ve written a book about sugar’s dangers.

So if I were going to slip, I’d have to face you! I’ll let you know how it goes having candy in the closet! Later, of course.

Now, have some fun reading Karen’s take on the whole Snickers scenario.

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Stay tuned for more fun posts: You see, I’ve decided that it would be fun to include more humorous and off-the-wall sugar — or non-sugar ramblings — here on the SUGAR SHOCK! Blog. Naturally, this
way, you’ll have more fun reading this sitetoo.

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