I can hear its siren song from the next room. Leave me alone, cannoli! I already ate your little half-cannoli friend, and some of the leftover lasagna and eggplant parm (who knew Jason was such an awesome cook?) from the Sopranos get-together last night!

Why am I doing all these miles of walking, and all this “yoga for weight loss,” and all these late-night crunches? Shut up, cannoli!

ETA: You know, Jason and I–and then IB and I–had a long conversation about whether “cannoli” was plural or not. Turns out that it’s plural, but not singular. And we talked about this for a while yesterday and the day before. And what did I do here? I got it wrong. Sorry, IB.