Between May and November, I had managed to drop close to 15 pounds. Fifteen! Thanksgiving gave me no troubles. I had developed a much healthier way of eating. Oh, who am I kidding - it was the fact that Thanksgiving comes and goes without weeks of preparation and food-sharing. Thanksgiving is basically a binge and then it's over.
December rolled around and the trouble began. Is it possible that just flipping a calendar page adds calories and fat and pounds? I think so.
Teachers get gifts. I just happen to be a teacher. My music students brought me goodies. Little buggers. My table was littered with homemade chocolates, cookies, and pretzels on Monday.
What am I supposed to do? Not eat them? That would hurt their feelings and I have no intention of hurting a little child's feelings, okay?
It's the season where we make cinnamon rolls and magic cookie bars to give away. And some of them really do make it out our door. Some.
We caroled last night. What do people do to carolers? Why, they invite them in for hot chocolate, of course.
For lunch today, we decided to make a treat. Macaroni-and-cheese pizza. Don't mock it until you try it. I was a poo-pooer as well until I tried some.
It's not going to get any better. My in-laws are heading here, which means we'll be spending massive quantities of time with Vince and Laurie and all the kids, plus the parents. Lots of people means Ginny (my mil) will be making ten pounds of potatoes with every meal. With gravy. With ham. With dressing.
This is bad. Really bad...
4 comments:
Ug, I know how you feel, Melanie! We had group here last night and EVERYONE brought goodies. What didn't get eaten, was left here because of course no one else wanted it in their house. Those blasted brownies have called my name all day. It is so bad.
I wish I could blame the Christmas holiday. We tried to make brownies tonight but the bag of mix had been tampered with. Just another instance of God whacking me upside my head. I can hear him saying "Girl, you don't need no stinking brownies. Did you forget about that candy bar you ate on the way home from Walmart?"
i just pulled out one of my favorite books to re-read. it's called "when you eat at the refrigerator, pull up a chair". basically, eat whatever you want when you're hungry, and ENJOY IT! love it, appreciate it. and definitely don't beat yourself up for it.
One year I gained 40 pounds really rapidly. My gynecologist said "Did you at least enjoy what you were eating?" I own that book, Julie!
Post a Comment