They “Call” to Me

But I’ve got no one to blame but myself.

Through the past almost 3 years of the pandemic, I eschewed the normal disciplined lifestyle I’d followed most of my adult years. I ate desserts with abandon—the creamier, the more they called to me. I told myself that eating one a day would hardly be overindulging.

After all, those were tense days, and we were in the higher risk pool for getting COVID.

But I didn’t stop there. I indulged on pizza. Oh, not just any pizza. It had to be from Umberto’s in Cranston or Uno’s near the Mall. But still.

I developed a fondness for Coffee Cabinets (also called frappes) at Newport Creamery. Oh, not the milk shake. No, that would be less fattening. I wanted the 2 scoops of ice cream in my cabinet. You know, the ones I drank when I was a skinny kid.

Sometimes I’d order a “small sundae” at Hilltop Creamery, with 2 dollops of toppings—hot fudge and caramel, whipped cream, nuts and a cherry. Because if you can have 1 topping, why not 2 or 3?

There’s a cinnamon walnut cake I became addicted to at Dave’s Market.

I did all this while simultaneously giving up exercise.

Now, today, in traveling about on errands, I have many way stations (more aptly “weigh stations”) whose pull I must fight in the course of going about my life. Too many “traps,” all waiting to snare me, if I lose my resolve.

My husband ran for Town Council in Exeter, way back in the early 70’s and when he campaigned, going door-to-door, he told me he had to avoid the dogs pegged to various points of the yard.

If one didn’t get him, another one might.

Today, I feel that same way about the many temptations I must fight—a strategic minefield. I might make it past the table of dessert confections at Dave’s without picking one up but then I must travel up the final lane—the ice cream emporium to get to a register.

It happened again, yesterday: I didn’t make it through the gauntlet, unscathed.

Now there’s a half gallon of maple walnut ice cream perched on a shelf in my freezer.

I’m disgusted.


But I resolve to do better.

And as I said…… I brought it on myself.

Colleen Kelly Mellor usually opines on life with her partner but sometimes she strays onto other topics. My website (please sign on for future posts) is and if you choose to email me, pls do so at:


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