Diet Blown

Why is it that all my best intentions go flying out the window the minute I start baking? I don't even really like cakes and biscuits that much but there is something about a warm beautiful smelling pie (lemon is this case) that just calls to me. I tried to be good, but it kept yelling "eat me, eat me". So after a couple of hours (oh ok mins) I succumbed. Now feeling so guilty as I made a 7 inch pie and have just gone back into the kitchen and noticed that my sly nibbling at the edges means it is now a 4 incher. Oops. Diet gone for today.....