A lot of people have asked me why I chose to start my new diet over the holidays...
Because I'm a masochist?
I guess I just figured I could keep making excuses all year long but if I just jumped off the cliff to see if I could fly, I'd try harder. I'm weird - I like to overcome adversity up front and hope for smooth sailing afterward...
Oh, but this week was TOUGH, my friends. I gave myself permission to indulge but I have to admit I got carried away at times. And last night, I was SICK. It all caught up with me. I was curled up on the couch at 2am, clutching my stomach and begging for relief (actually, I'm being melodramatic, I was on the phone with my friend and bitched to her about it, basically).
But anyway, despite my gluttonous ways, I had a really nice Christmas. I spent my fourth or fifth (cause we can't remember when I started going) annual Christmas Eve with Jaime's family -- always my favorite Christmas activity. They're a huge, happy, loving family and it always fills me with warmth to spend holidays with them.
Christmas day was a breakfast-food, cider and eggnog, Nintendo Wii, Christmas movie filled experience with a few friends. We attempted to conquer Super Mario Brothers over a five and a half hour period and gorged ourselves whilst watching "Christmas Vacation" and the "Always Sunny in Philadelphia" Christmas special.
Last night, I had a really nice dinner who come to town every year for the holidays. I always have so much fun with them and it's always bitter-sweet cause I never know when we'll all get together again... There was an abundance of food and then playtime with their dogs and a tremendous amount of laughter over the silliest things.
Alas, I have to return to work tomorrow. {Sigh} I love vacation time. Just two days of work before it starts over, thankfully. I can do it... I can pull through...
I hope everyone had a safe, happy, healthy-food filled holiday. I say "healthy food" because if you had the stomach ache I had last night, you have my deepest sympathies, my friend. Although I guess we all suffer for joy... It was the stomach ache of a happy, well-lived and loved, long weekend. I can make peace with that.
