I survived Thanksgiving… and feel pretty good about it. I got out to play some squash while I was home and enjoyed a wonderful chicken dinner with home made cranberry sauce, the best dressing you ever had, some PEI potatoes and a home grown chicken. Family and Food are a great mix. So I came back to Moncton and got back into the routine of jogging (really it’s jog a bit-walk a bit, but I call it jogging) and you would be very proud of me because as I sit and type this and watch my Habs continue their run to the cup I am snacking. Not on Potato chips. Not on Pizza. Not even on something as delicious as the turkey sandwiches that you eat for a week after every holiday. No, I had a snack of veggies. Yep. Peppers, celery and carrots. And you know what!? I enjoyed it.
I had Greg over for supper tonight and we had a nice meal of chicken breast, corn and rice. We were having a great time of food and fellowship until…dessert. I have really cut back on desserts and after seeing the size of pumpkin roll that Greg ate I felt guilty. I was responsible for serving it to him, which really could make me responsible for him falling off this wagon which was probably really hard for him to climb up on in the first place. Sorry Greg. I owe you a walk.
Much Love,
Matt
P.S.- Is it really the high road when you point out that you are taking the high road? Just wondering.
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