Stuffed

I have to admit that I'm feeling slightly smug right now, and that's because even though it was Thanksgiving, the holiday of overeating, and I didn't count points between Thursday and Saturday, I lost almost 3 pounds this week. I'm not quite sure how it happened, but I'll go with it.

I'm genuinely happy about the fact that I do not really need to be counting points diligently in order to eat well--Weight Watchers has taught me healthy food approaches and normal portion sizes that apply even when I'm not counting every calorie. This gives me hope for keeping off the nearly 45 pounds that I have lost so far. My first goal was 50 by Christmas, so if I keep it up, that should be no problem. And that's a great start.

Not that Thanksgiving itself was exactly healthy. I didn't stuff my face, but I did try a bit of everything at the table, as did everyone else, and I think that might have been a bad idea, because all of us felt slightly sick afterward. Part of it was that my mom's best friend, who was going to host Thanksgiving this year, wound up in the hospital with a staph infection (she's fine now), so we ended up moving Thanksgiving to our house and sort of rushing through the meal so that we could go visit her in the hospital. It was probably the fastest Thanksgiving meal I've ever eaten. Also, the turkey weighed 26 pounds and there were eight of us. Let's just say there were some leftovers. In fact, we're lucky the damn thing fit in the oven.

Oh, and also? We drove down to North Carolina on Wednesday evening, leaving DC at around seven. Guess how long the drive took? Four hours! Guess how long it normally takes, without holiday traffic? Four and a half hours! What the hell? Seriously, for a while there we were afraid we had the wrong weekend or something. In a good way.

I hope you all had a great holiday. Who's glad to be back?