Sunday, January 8, 2017

Mrs. HM Fits In The Winner's Circle

The holidays have been upon us for nigh on two months now. Okay. Actually for about six-and-a-half weeks. You know what happens during the holiday, right? People feast! Oh, Sweet Gummi Mary yes! People FEAST. They feast like the Whos down in Whoville feast on roast beast! Such delicacies! The baked ham, the roasted turkey, all those sides like hash brown casserole, 7-layer salad (one layer alone being mayonnaise), and green bean bundles wrapped in bacon and rubbed with brown sugar, and the Sister Schubert's rolls, and olives, and pumpkin pie, and chocolate pie, and Oreo cake, and those tasty homemade chocolate-covered cherries gifted by my best ol' ex-teaching buddy Mabel! Don't even get me started on those big bags of Rollos and mini Reese's and Hershey Kisses, all festive in their red, green, silver, and gold foil, to be stuffed into stockings. Oh, yeah. And the orange that always appears in the stockings as well.


Not Mrs. Hillbilly Mom, that's for sure. She had been doing so well making wise choices. But it's the holidays, by cracky! They only come once a year! Mrs. HM did not see a reason to deprive herself of goodies during the holidays. She even ate some of her own World Famous Chex Mix! And now it's time to pay the piper. Mrs. HM climbed on the kitchen scales yesterday. To see the damage she had done, after 9 and 3/4 months of wise choicing.


That's right. After throwing caution to the biting wind, and ingesting the treats that appealed to her...Mrs. HM gained 2 pounds. That's it. Over six-and-a-half weeks of not-the-wisest choices.

I'd say that's a victory.


Sioux said...

HM--Yes, only 2 pounds is quite a victory. I think I gained 2 pounds this week, fretting over the snow day that never came.


Lisa Ricard Claro said...

Hi - I'm visiting from Sioux's blog. Your post made me laugh, and then maybe cry a little, because I gained about 5 pounds. I can't seem to stop eating until mid January, and we aren't there yet. lol

Hillbilly Mom said...

I fretted for you, too! I was sure you'd be off. The list was long. I think even your OLD school was on it! I was only sorry that I was out of homemade chocolate-covered cherries to ease my stress for you.

Welcome! Let the record show that I am taking HALF of the remaining stocking candy leftovers to my #1 Son tomorrow. No need to go hog wild and give it ALL away. He's also getting a baggie of Oreos left from cake-making, and a tub of Chex Mix, and a frozen quart of vegetable beef soup. He doesn't have to know I'm keeping a reserve of the mini Rollos, Reese's, and Hershey Kisses.

I figured that since I was feeding with abandon, the scales would betray me. I was pleasantly surprised.

Kathy's Klothesline said...

Wow, ONLY 2 lbs! You did good. I don't get on the scales any more, I go by a particular jeans. According to my jeans, I did ok. Helps that I am not a big fan of chocolate and I used a lot of chocolate in the goodies I made.

fishducky said...

Never believe a scale; they are notorious liars!!

Sioux said...

BOTH my old school districts were off, along with the school district I live in...

Now my whining is officially over. Until the next dusting of snow happens.

Hillbilly Mom said...

Thanks. I'm pretty proud of myself, too. Even though I was going through that holiday fare like weevil through flour.

I usually get on the scale every morning, but gave it up for feasting season. My old sweatpants with the hole in the hip kept sagging at the same level. I assumed they were losing their elasticity. Looks like they were holding pretty steady.

But I HAVE TO believe this scale! Especially after today! I already live with ONE notorious liar.

Well isn't THAT a big ol' crap sandwich served up on a hair bun! (I'm trying to help you all with your holiday pounds. I'm selfless like that.)

Even I, with my cold, cold heart, feel a bit of empathy for you.