It didn't sneak up on me. I knew it was coming. And yet I'm shocked by it's arrival...
The holidays. *cue ominous music*
The time of year when, for two whole months, every dilectable food imaginable is paraded in front of us, begging for "just one taste".
Friday night was my work Christmas party. There were fried jalepeno poppers, chocolate-covered pretzles, toffee ChexMix, meatballs, berry cobbler, cheesy artichoke dip, and an entire liquor-stores-worth of wine, beer, and liquor. Luckily my band did a good job of letting me know that I was about to consume one too many bites. But since I'm in need of a fill, the feeling didn't last long and I was grazing again within two hours. Overall, the party wasn't a total disaster, band-wise. But it could have been better.
Last night was game night with friends at our house. Everyone brought a pizza to share and there was cider, cocoa, brownies, and cookies. I had two small pieces of a thin-crust white pizza, one cookie, and a cup of cider. Lots o' sugar, but not too shabby. But by the time 9pm rolled around, I was diving right back into the cookies (I think I had two more). So I had one more piece of pizza and called it a night. Thankfully, it appears as though my hubby polished off the last of the cookies before I woke up this a.m. otherwise I probably would have had one (or three) for breakfast.
Tonight is my church's ladies' ornament exchange. Its always a blast and the food is, hands down, the most DELICIOUS of the entire holiday season. I'm going to eat a little dinner before I go, hopefully curbing any major binge eating that might otherwise thwart my goals for the night. But mark my words... I WILL be having at least two homemade Oreo truffles. They simply cannot be resisted.
*sigh* This time of year is tough. But I have to say, I'm SO GLAD I have the band to help me get through it. This year, for the first time in a long time, I have hope and resolve that I can make it through this holiday season without those extra pounds that have appeared in years past.