Easter used to mean eggs, eggs EGGS for me; deviled eggs, hardboiled and colored eggs, chocolate eggs, chocolate AND peanut butter eggs (DAMN YOU REESE'S!!), chocolate bunnies, peeps (oh lord, PEEPS!) and more.
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| Me, circa 2010 |
simply put, it meant junk food and a shitload of calories.
so this year I was prepared for a battle, and i'm SO glad I was.
these damned things were EVERYWHERE, at work, at home, at CHURCH, geez I was ready to scream! luckily, I made it through unscathed, and I was able to have Easter dinner without stuffing myself with ham and mac & cheese. I had a little, but not enough to do real damage.
to be honest, I still feel guilty about eating things that are homemade. they may not be off program, but i can't look on the back of a piece of ham for it's nutritional facts, and that scares me. my only solution to that is to just eat in moderation, which I did.
so to ease my guilt, I plan on doing some Just Dance tonight, and tomorrow i'm going bright and early to the gym since I'm off all week. I cannot stay in the house on my ass the entire break...no matter how much I want to...
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| Me going to church this morning |
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