I guess the winter makes you laugh a little slower, makes you talk a little lower, bout the things you could not show

Ungh. Why am I such a glutton for punishment? I like to think that I have at least a semblance of self-control, but the past few weeks have shown me otherwise. What is it about Christmas that makes things that otherwise would be simple and meaningless so desirable. I, of course, and talking about food. It just seems to be everywhere! I don't even like half the stuff I am eating, but I consume it anyway. At work, we keep getting all these bread baskets and other such items delivered to us by home health agencies. And, of course, they come straight up to my office because I share it with the Care Coordinator. Then we proceed to pick out what we want before we send in down to the other staff:). It isn't just the free food. My friends, family, and co-workers are wanting to eat out more, and I can't turn them down! Today was the worst. I normally eat 1-2 meals a day. I never eat breakfast and I don't always eat lunch. But, today, I ate breakfast, lunch, and then my sister called and wanted to go to Golden Corral. We had a gift certificate that expires on Sunday, so we thought we had better use it. I seriously thought I would die before I was done with my first plate. I went back and got a little more, but after that, I couldn't even comprehend eating more. I couldn't even get dessert! It was a very sad day indeed.