Sooo last week I explained how things were…what word did I overuse? Oh yes. I remember. Rough. I ended saying that a new week was approaching and approach it did. Fast. And now it’s basically over. You probably want some details. Am I right? Well, I suppose…
Let’s start with the end of last week. It was my husband’s 30th birthday Friday so we had a party for him. I commended myself for not having ANY alcoholic beverages at the party – even though all around me there were a lot of very “happy” people. I thought I would feel left out, but to be honest, I didn’t. So that was good. But…my will power faltered as I brought out two large pans of brownies. I was crossing my fingers that they would all get eaten (by everyone else, of course!). Apparently that was wishful thinking though because there was just enough left over for me to gaze at….and eat. Ok, I only had one but you get my point. I realized then what my weakness is – baked goods. Admitting it is the first step, right?
Fast forward to now. I’ve been working out and following my diet, all the while a little gingerbread man is sitting on my shoulder smelling delicious and whispering sweet nothings in my ear. I have a feeling he’s going to be there for a while. But that’s ok. He can camp out for all I care…this is too important to me. I’m not letting some little crumb get in my way.








