Monday, December 3, 2007

Holding the line

A week after Thanksgiving I jumped on the scale prepared for the worst.

And it wasn't that bad.

165.

Yeah, I probably would've done better if it weren't for the pumpkin bread, sweet potato pie, butter-soaked home-made dinner rolls and cinnamon toast, but I will take what mercies come.

I held the line, and sometimes that's all you can do.

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