I’m kidding, of course. I know there are diets out there now with special cookies that are loaded with fiber to fill you up, but I can’t say I know anything about them.
I do know about the cookies I made yesterday – six dozen, while at the same time making two chicken dinner pies for the fam – and they’re appetite killers as well. OK, they do so because of the sugar and fat they contain, but the result is the same: The desire to eat less, not more.
Now if I could stuff them full of vitamins, minerals and leafy greens, I might have something.
I’ve always been a big-time baker during the holidays, and though I haven’t done as much this year, well, the hits just keep on coming. What I didn’t gain at Thanksgiving, I’ve slowly put on over the past few weeks.
Please don’t pelt me with rocks and bottles.
I’m looking forward to joining the rest of the country in the National Guilt Trip – otherwise known as New Year’s resolutions – and actually am quite excited about it. No, I didn’t do as well as I would have liked this year, but I’ve made important, significant progress mentally and emotionally, and that’s worth its weight in gold. (Stop snickering.)
So I’ll renew my efforts January 1, but in the meantime, I’m going to exercise more, if only to do something as consistent as cookie-baking over the next few weeks. (And I’m still hoping for a treadmill.)
I do love, love, love the holidays, and I enjoy reveling in all the merry-making. You don’t need a lot of cash to increase your happiness quotient if you focus on the reason for the season.
It’s been a tough year, and as I’ve hinted at, I’ve taken some body blows that have really, seriously affected me on an emotional, psychological level. That’s where my weight issues reside, and yes, some old stuff was triggered. These are not things that can be resolved overnight, but they can be resolved, and I’m working on that.