I've been eating all week. All. week. Non-stop.
This is why I do not keep sweets and junk in my apartment. If it is in the house, I will eat it.
My father's childhood Christmases were straight out of A Christmas Story or a Bing Crosby radio hour. Sugar cookies, divinity, taffy, candy - it was all there. In previous years I have done a lot of the holiday baking and have tried to limit it to a few things so that we all don't end up weighing 500 pounds by the time the New Year hits. This year I'm making the sugar cookies a bit late (I made the dough today) but my mom made the four other kinds of cookies, the pies, the candy and everything else I've been indulging in this week. Oh well. I gave up... and gave in.
I brought my Jillian Michaels 30 Day Shred DVD with me (OK, you can laugh but I've heard it works!) and some "work out clothes" thinking that while everyone was at work this past week I could be exercising and staving away the holiday lbs. Well, since I'm such a whiner you already know I've been sick and that DVD has not left my suitcase.
Now here it is January 2 and I'm feeling a bit thick around the middle... and yesterday my dad brought home chocolate covered pretzels for me from Henry's.
Somebody stop me.
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