Temptation

I have the ability to say no. I've done it before, not that often but I've done it.
"Would you like to see Halloween 3?"
"No." See? It's simple.
"Feel like playing Parcheesi?"
"No." I've got the hang of it now! (Honestly, the answer would be different if it were Clue or Scrabble. Just saying...)
"Want a piece of cake?"
"Nnnnn... nnnn... nnnyeahhh!"
Wait! What happened to that strength? What happened to my ability to say that simple, two-letter word? Put chocolate in front of me and I crumble. I'm a sucker for all things sweet. I know there are others like me out there. I can't be the only one!
Tonight posed such a dilemma. There were birthdays at the Inn. A cake was purchased. A cake was cut and offered to the staff... a chocolaty, moist, decadent cake. (I'm so distraught I'm using passive voice! Mr. Hohne would be ashamed.) At first, I said, "No thanks." Then, "Really, that's ok thank you." And, "Fine, just one bite." Finally, "Please take this away!"
Honestly, I wasn't that bad. I never had a full piece, just three eentsy, weentsy bites. But the cake stared me down every time I walked through the kitchen. It would catch me off-guard, out of the corner of my eye. Suddenly, I was a gunslinger, staring down the barrel of the cake's gun as a tumbleweed bounded before us. And so, I gave it the boot. In the trash it went, but not before I could take a picture of the temptation we all dealt with tonight. Stupid simple carbohydrates! Grrr...

Seeing the mess the cake became, it's not as appetizing. But trust me, it stared me down! "No, cake, NO!"