The scale…she is NOT my friend

Good lord, the holidays have been a disaster for my waistline! Drat those holiday yummies and parties. Everywhere I went this year it was “here try my super-dooper cheesecake fudge and have a glass of wine while you’re at it.” Or three! Of each!

It’s all good though. I think that “everything in moderation” is going to be my mantra for the new year. There is nothing wrong with the occasional glass of wine or slice of pumpkin pie. Just not for every meal.

I come by my hedonism honestly; my family *loooooooves* to eat. With a gourmet cook for a mom and a chef for a bro, I am pretty well doomed for being able to eat grilled chicken and raw veggies every meal. OTOH, there are tons of good recipes that I know I can re-arrange to be fab AND healthy.

So, I am going to dust off the diet filter on this here journal. I do great when I get into a groove. Starting on Jan 5th (because I know that there is NO way that I am going to be able to stick to a diet during the holidays) it’s back to the weights and running. I can’t say that I am exactly *excited* about getting back to it. But, it will be nice to get back on track.

They’re heeeeeeeeeeeeere!

I am back from Zee Trip. Much fun was had. Much late nights and coffee. Xmas around the tree with the ‘kins being the Prezzie Elf. There are pictures, oh yes there are.
I came home to two very happy kitties (where ya been? do you have tuna? pet this!!), the xmas presents that shipped late, cedar season in full freaking swing, and about eighty gazillion messages that I missed while out. I know that I am behind the El Jay. So, what all has happened? What have ya’ll been up to? Inquiring minds, and all that.