Thanksgiving is over. We who are about to diet, salute you.
Yes, we have about two weeks to lose the Thanksgiving weight so we can begin putting on the Christmas pounds. After all, there are chocolate-covered cherry cordials, chocolate bourbon bon bons, pecan pralines, cheese logs, corn chips, Rotel Cheese Dip, eggnog, champagne, punch, and much more to consume.
Did you ever stop to think about the word diet? I mean, any word that begins with die pretty much describes how you feel when you start cutting those calories, fats, and carbs. There are days when I would kill for a chocolate bar.
Thankfully, my husband recognizes when I'm ready to commit chocolate-deprivation homicide and throws a Hershey's Miniature in my direction when he comes home from the office rather than berate me for giving in to a food craving.
Why do they call it diet? To quote an anonymous sage, "Its called DIET because all the other 4-letter words were taken."
Yep, I'm dieting. In fact, I live on a diet just to maintain rather than gain. That's the curse of being a good cook and spending too many hours each day sitting on my behind in front of a computer.