Can you tell it's winter even without looking outside or at a calendar? I can. My weight is starting to creep up where it shouldn't go. It seems that every winter I put on two, three, or more pounds. Last winter was the worst; I weighed more a year ago than I did when I was nine months pregnant! At least, I took off a few pounds this last spring and summer, so I feel better. I was even, for a short time, down below my pregnant weight.
But that was last year and this is now. The weight is starting to get out of hand again. I know I have no will power; I especially love cookies. And chocolate, of course. And I like to bake. Last week I made a batch of meringue cookies (they can't be bad for you; they're mostly air) and some monkey bread. And I ate them, with help. This week, Den made hot butterscotch sauce and poured it over vanilla ice cream. He didn't put any whipped cream on top, and it was delicious; but just think how good it would have been with whipped cream!
We have also been indulging in mac and cheese, tomato cheese soup, and clam chowder; all home made. Don't laugh, but one of my favorite meals is a guacamole burger from Steak and Shake. I can't imagine there would be many calories in that. Then there is the nisu at the coffee shop at the Finnish Heritage Museum. How can we go there and not have nisu?
I'm sure you know where this is going. Too much food, too many treats, not enough exercise; it's diet time again. I had better get back on
The 17 Day Diet, and fast. Now where did I put that book?
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