I would eat salad just for the croutons and other confessions...

Okay, I am fighting the croutons again. My husband and I had to prepare a very large salad for an event and I sent him shopping for the ingredients. He brought home so many varieties of lettuce that in addition to providing grande greens for the get together, we are faced with taco salad, chicken Caesar salad and other methodologies for eliminating lettuce and uh well other things. But being the carbohydrate connoisseur I am, I also found in the groceries a monster Costco bag of focaccia croutons. Herein lies the problem. They are little bites of crunchy breaded butter and oh so good. At first I resisted temptation and put the remainder into the snack cabinet out of sight; well at least I wasn't fooling myself, I did identify them as a snack. I took them out only to use on salad for the first couple of green servings, but now they remain on my counter. Every time I go into the kitchen, my fingers seem to grab those beauties by the handful. No longer do I need to justify what my digits seem to feel is an imperative action by the consumption of the fabulous five. I know I am not alone in this endeavor to resist this particular type of temptation, but the normal work day activities usually distract or delay carbohydrate consumption. Ah, unemployment! Nothing but the four walls, Mt. St. laundry and other cleaning, two dogs and a frustrating continual date with a computer and the black hole of electronic job applications. My heart goes out to all those intelligent and skilled individuals finding the job market unyielding. Here's to you! My advice: Don't shop Costco while you are hungry and above all, don't send your spouse to shop Costco while he or she is hungry. Not good, really not good!