Sometimes I wonder if I have any sense at all. After last week when I finally got back to my low weight after traveling and having a good time through the end of May, you’d think I’d have better sense than to blow it all – but blow it I did. Although I did have an excuse. You see yesterday was our anniversary and we went to our favorite French restaurant for dinner.
When we arrived, there was a beautiful floral arrangement, waiting for us. Big Al had ordered it to be delivered to the restaurant.
For starters I had Assiette du Charcouterie (better known as assorted meats, sausages, and cheese). There was prosciutto, brie, several kinds of house-made sausages, and pate with toasted, crispy French bread! Wonderful!
Suffice it to say I regained 4 of my hard-lost pounds. Sigh!
But there are no holidays, or special days, or any other reason for me to make a fool of myself at the table for at least two weeks (maybe longer), so I’ll get those pounds off, and a few more besides, I hope.