And then on the drive home, hubby was hungry, we ended up at a diner at 10pm, and I had a spinach omelette and a fruit cup and decaf.
Yeah, well. There you go. I also do stupid-ass diet things.
How does one get through the feast just fine and then ..."Oh, let me eat more!"
A reminder that strategy, for me, must be in place 24/7, not just at those times deemed "danger periods."
Well, we had fun. Unbelievably fine day--cool, low humidity, sunny, breezy.
I hope you had fun, too, and I hope you didn't do some late night noshing like me.
Oh, and me (curls are back) and hubby all spiffied up for the feast-we had a purple/pink/black theme:
|Thankful Princess and Prince|