Today, I went to my boyfriend's house for Thanksgiving. Having lost 18 lbs, I was able to grab a skirt I haven't worn in a while, and feel like it was new again! Okay, fine. So maybe this style should have stayed buried in the closet. But it's plaid, and plaid is cute, right?? ;-)
I ate a plate of small portions, and then went back for more turkey. I had two glasses of wine, and two different desserts. No worries... tomorrow's walking at work will burn off those calories, and then some. I just might wake up to 211 in the morning on the scale. But heck! Thanksgiving only comes once a year! And, for the most part, I was good. It's actually hard NOT to be good. When you're full, you're full. And I was full after one plate, so it was easy. I remember a time when I'd go back for a second plate, with full portions of everything. Times have changed.