Here I am, just minutes away from trying to sleep sleeping. I thought I had won the battle. But yet again, my body failed me.

Another night, another culprit seduced my brain into eating it. Tonight's pesty culprit? The dreaded chocolate cake.

The evidence



On the bright side, the cake was not bad. It was Conti's after all. Just too sweet for my taste, though.

We're hitting the beach late February (yes, that early). I wonder how horrid the photos would compare to last year's.