AF and her terrible posse (Mrs. Bloodsworth, the Notorious RRV (a.k.a Red River Valley) and the dreaded bitch, Clottia and her dog Spot have left the building! Can I get an amen or a nam myo ho renge kyo from the crowd?! It's been 3 days and though she and her kind had threatened to linger, they left and I hope not to see her and her kind for a long, LONG, time.
So I celebrated this morning by getting some good loving this morning. Yay!
Now I've been slacking off on the diet (hate that word) thing for about a week now. I only gained 2 oz. last week, but this week could be another story. Had the in-laws over for an early Easter dinner thing. It was supposed to be an easy thing, but it turned into a turkey/ham/ and all the fixings ordeal. I actually left the turkey roasting to attend a Buddhist youth meeting much to everyone's amazement. Yep, no more not doing what I really want to do. They're adults, they survived. I picked up my mum on the way home and my husband's friend came over as well. Everyone enjoyed hot, hearty food and guess what? My mum stopped everyone's chowing time to do grace. I couldn't believe it. It was a little lengthy, she forgets sometimes what word she wants to use, but she did a great job! I was really touched. I have to cut up her food and remind her to use her fork instead of her knife, but she always keeps it real, you know?
Yeah, I know, I'm Buddhist but I still celebrate the Christian holidays in terms of the food part anyway. My in-laws are Anglican, but they don't go to church except for wedding, funerals and Christmas carols. But they love getting together with family and sharing food. I made a vanilla bundt cake with homemade caramel sauce and dark chocolate sauce. Did I tell you how much I love cake? No, seriously, I LOVE cake and I haven't made one in months! So it's a wonder there's some still left. It must be thrown out. (Did you know you could microwave it for a bit if it's stale and put some sauce on it and it would still be fabulous!) I could literally eat cake for breakfast, lunch and dinner. And as you know, once you get on that sugar train, it's hard to get off. And the MIL and I polished off a couple bottles of red wine. I love my MIL. But I may have to add a bootcamp routine to my workouts.