My mouth waters just picturing cheesecake, apple pie with ice cream, pumpkin, cherry and pecan pie, too. Good golly Miss Molly, we have so much to be thankful for.
I remembered how my will power goes out the window when daughter stopped by yesterday. She walked in followed by her honey and my smile-faced grandchildren. Hoorah! It was wonderful to see the family.
Daughter brought me her home-baked pumpkin pie, a tradition for I don't remember how long. I tried my best to be good: I waited about ten minutes after we said our goodbyes. That first piece was heaven even though I scooped up bites sans whipped cream. (A mention just to give her a smile.) Today, I see the bottom of half the pie dish. Oh well. Christmas only comes once a year.
hands, and indulgence born from the justification, "just this one time"
-- comes the temptation to overeat, dish up seconds and snack on the goodies inbetween buffet and table-served meals. It is the holidays.
For those of you who are trim and fit, as well as, those of us with weight and health issues, there is one exercise that anyone one of us can follow.
It's the one where you put two hands on the edge of the table and push away chanting "I don't want to eat any more." It's more tricky if you're eating buffet style.
For myself, I'll repeat the chant as I slice another piece of pumpkin pie. It's too good to resist, and in my case, I have the "shovel it in my mouth disease." I'll be fine by New Years.