I stood on the scale that morning and what flashed back at me? 140. 140 even at that. No point anything. Just 140. Christmas miracle. That's the only way I can describe it.
Of course, that was several days, several cookies, and several picks at leftovers ago. I'll wait a week or so for any "official" post-Christmas weighing in.
Honestly, though, I deserve to pack on a few pounds. Thursday, Friday, and Saturday I ate almost constantly. A nibble on fudge here, sampling the mashed potatoes there . . . and then on Friday "sick" of the turkey so a trip to Buffalo Wild Wings (but, alas, not sick enough of the turkey to not eat it that night!). I missed the memo that said you're supposed to indulge but not OVER indulge. I was all on the over stuff this year.
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