averygoodun42 | God or the devil?

So, I decided yesterday that I need to be really, really good about my diet for six weeks. That would bring us up to Christmas when I fully intend to indulge in all sorts of bad-for-me goodies without an iota of guilt.

So what happened to elicit such a subject line?

At church (I finally went back! Yay!), Geoff was requisitioned into taking the leftovers of various goodies, the most tempting of which was homemade pumpkin bread. *scowls at double-faced husband fondly* He hasn't taken them out and eaten them in front of me, though, so whatever.

But. BUT!

The doorbell rang just after dark, and lo and behold, a neighbor had come to spread good cheer. She's just got a job at a bakery. A good bakery. And she had cupcakes to share. CUPCAKES.

So, if one believed in the supernatural element and were a superstitious sort, would one say this is a sign from God saying, "Don't be so hard on yourself, kiddo!" or the devil saying, "I'll get you, my pretty!"?

(And I just flashed a mental scene of the devil from Legend cackling with the Wicked Witch of the West's voice. It would explain a lot, don't you think?)

I'm, of course, going with God. Although the amaretto icing does imply otherwise...