Irish Proverb: What butter and whiskey will not cure there's no cure for

The diet began on January 3rd, 2006. Why? Because January 2nd was a holiday, so we didn’t come back to work until the 3rd. On the 2nd I had one of those new Mushroom & Swiss burgers from Sonic along with a serving of tater tots covered with cheese — SO good. Ah well, I considered it a farewell present to myself. Farewell, yummy food! Hello exercise and salads! Whee!

I experienced my first food crisis at 7:30am on January 3rd. A co-worker brought in a pan of 12 cinnamon rolls … for 3 people. Why would you do that? I was able to “just say no”, but it wasn’t easy. Instead, I had a bowl of oatmeal (which, by the way, sucks when compared to cinnamon rolls), and a salad/pretzel combo for lunch. Go me!

Today, the 4th, Susan and I brought our lunch. I can’t say I’m not full; we had turkey sandwiches (on wheat of course), fruit (a banana), vegetables (carrots), and a bowl of soup. That isn’t to say it didn’t suck — it did — but I’m still full. It was no mushroom and swiss, let’s just say that.

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