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Karlynn
And on another topic!It's been my experience that men don't have very long memories.
DH "I can't remember the last time we....."
DW "But didn't we just do that about 20 minutes ago?"
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Baaaaaaaad weekend. But maybe indulging a little will kick-start me.
Friday was ailing MIL's 83 b-day - entire family went out to dinner at her favorite place to eat - the local VFW. They wouldn't know healthy cooking if it walked up and jumped on their stove. I had 6 pieces of fried shrimp - good protein in the shrimp - bad carbs on the breading. Then there was the cake.
Saturday - dinner on the lawn at the James Taylor concert - not too bad - but the people nextdoor to us brought over fudge brownie cupcakes. It would have been rude not to accept. And since they could see if I threw it away - I HAD to eat it.
Today - cookout for my music team - tantamount to a church covered dish event. One of my friends makes the most incredible candy with his mother that they sell at art fairs. He brought "cake balls" - chocolate cake with fudge in it, rolled into a ball, then into milk chocolate and nuts and they are experimenting with a new caramel corn recipe - caramel corn with hunks of fudge and caramel mixed in. (This is home made through and through.)
I've been so good, and so frustrated with no movement that I really don't feel bad about most of this. I have my Air Stepper out and am stepping away during commercials of Law and Order. Back on track tomorrow. I sent all the bad stuff away with the guests, so no more candy here.