Day 13. My office. Happily following along with my online suffering, my co-workers have taken the time to come into *my* office now with treats just to tempt me (i.e. with Jenny Heroman's Oreo birthday cake). I'm processing their termination paperwork immediately.

Day 13. Break room. So far, the break room has been my equivalent to Dante's Third Circle.

Day 12. Lunch at Grandma's. These are for the "kids" after they eat their lunch, yet she sets them down right in front of my face. (Take special note of my 4-year-old shoveling them into his mouth while staring me down.)