At the risk of joining the ranks of those who "pointlessly babble" on twitter about eating sandwiches, let me just say it…
I ate a s'more last night
There you have it. It was cold. Fired up the fire place. Ate a s'more.
Only a small one, but I guess small counts.
Oh, and 2 marshmallows.
Then I gave Jack a marshmallow, too, just so I wouldn't feel quilty.
He loves marshmallows and gingersnaps. I wish I could blame him for this lapse. He's such a diet saboteur.
But, well, he's Jack.
And, he's my dog.
Oh, and get ready, it's yoga tonight.
(And note to Joel… Yes, I will come up with some specific goals and will post them tomorrow. I also will go to the nurse for the my "weight in and fat thingy.")