As I write this post I’m mad at my husband and I am upset. I am not upset because he is a treacherous, horrible person, because he is not. I am not upset because he committed some heinous transgression because he didn’t. And besides he is not stupid, I write a blog – why would he do something bad when he knows I would write about it for the
I like to nibble. I like little bites of tasty goodness. I like yummy things on salty crackers. Maybe I like it just a tad too much. My scale mockingly flashed a pretty unacceptable number at me this morning and I swear I saw it smirk.
So after a couple months of indulging in tidbits of fatty meats, creamy cheeses, and sugary sweets it may just be time to
It’s Holiday time! ‘Tis the season to be jolly. To eat, drink and be merry. To gain 10 pounds, do serious damage to your waist line and quite possibly your liver.
Don’t get me wrong. I love holiday parties. Houses twinkle, guests glitter and drinks clink. But all that partying can take its toll on our health. It is hard to navigate all the