It is almost Easter.
Nothing for me to worry about, as there is no junk in our house to blow calories on. I have to admit that I would have paid a million dollars for a piece of my Mother’s babka and a cup of coffee this morning.No worries, though, just happy memories wistfully thinking about it.
I am traveling for Easter dinner.If you are making the holiday dinner, here’s hoping it comes out delicious. If you are traveling, stay safe.
Me? I’m just hoping to stay clear of the Easter basket.
I figured I’d beat the rush.
My godson,Greg, has been awesome sending me clips on how to knock calories off here and there without really noticing it. Well, the one thing I did decide to adapt to I am noticing, but I figure it’s time….
I am pulling the plug on ANY form of creamer in my coffee.
Call me silly, call me foolish, but I figure my heart and waistline will be co-beneficiaries of this move. The last time that I was into drinking black coffee, I was, maybe, a junior in college. So here we are, almost 22 years later, and I am going to give it a second shot.
I’ll keep you post.