Stop baking (please).

I am sitting here typing with the top button on my pants undone. The reason is because I am finding my pants no longer fit. The truth is I have gained quite a bit of weight in the last year. I really need my wife to stop baking her delicious treats because for some reason I can no longer eat like I used to be able to eat. Instead of sitting here typing about my snug pants maybe I should be looking up diet pill reviews or something because I know she is never going to stop baking. Baking is her way of relaxing and asking her to stop would be like asking a smoker to quit cold turkey. The reality is I need to get off my butt and start moving more.