{As I am washing dishes, I come upon a measuring spoon that used to measure coffee and now measures non-fat ranch dressing.}

Self:  mmmm….Double mocha cappuccino.  That sounds good.

Kay: How are we ever going to get into shape if you keep thinking about double mocha cappuccino?

Self: I really would like some.

Kay:  Okay, here’s the deal.  Friday is your lenient diet day instead of Sunday because you’re going out on a date with Mr. Thompson.  If you still want coffee when you get home from your date, you can have a cup.  Okay?

Self:  Okay. {sigh}  That was a rotten deal.  Why did I agree to it?