Thought you might enjoy that. Surf lifesavers go the wedgie to help avoid chafing, too. I’ve got a pair of the running shorts with the inner liner panty thing happening. I used that for wedgieville. I was a little iffy when I started wearing those pants, mainly because of the no-undies thing, but I got used to it. Also, they are very short, but cool to wear, and when we were training for the Oxfam walk, I wore them all the time. Since I also wear t-shirts that are very long and baggy, they tended to cover my shorts so that it looked like the only thing I was wearing was a t-shirt.

That’s one very cute, young Father Christmas under that beard one of the local CFA (Country Fire Authority) volunteers. Every Christmas they drive all around their areas, playing loud, distorted Chrissy carols and handing out lollies to the kids. Our training walk happened to cross the path of one fire engine, and I got this cute photo and a bag of lollies. It was fun.

Now those 2 bites I mentioned in the title relate to more lollies.

Last night at work there were lollies. Yes, the chocolate kind. A whole box of funsized bars (the little ones) in the cash room at work. As the bosses were counting off my till and doing all those other things that they get paid to do, I was eyeing off that wonderful collection of shiny foil wrappers. It was after 10pm and I hadn’t eaten since about 3ish. Lollies, temptation, what was I to do.

This story might end differently if I’d dug around in there and found one of my favourites, but I didn’t. I rummaged in there and got a small Picnic bar. They’re okay, you know. I don’t go overboard about them, and I wasn’t even that hungry, but it was chocolate and what do you do? I opened it up and took a bite. Then I had to go out of the room and log off my computer (till balanced, yay). But instead of taking the bar with me and stuffing it down my face which would have been my normal previous behaviour, I left it next to my stuff in the cash room.

I came back in and finished signing my forms and I took another bite of that bar.

Then I chucked it in the bin. Right there in the cash room.

It’s not a big thing, but I did it and I’m proud of that.

And I got on the tready again this morning. So that’s another star for me.