After a much-needed Thanksgiving break (complete with a rudofsky flag football extraveganza) I find myself half-dreading, half-looking forward to getting on with the next three weeks of work and life and love (maybe?) so that it will finally be the holidays again. And by holidays, I mean Christmas, and by Christmas, I mean 'break from work' and snow (fake) and caroling. Not that I carol.(Please ignore the absence of anything Chanukah related. I'm just getting over Thanksgiving... I need the 7 days until Chanukah to practice my 'barucha.')
However, with December 1 coming up on Saturday, and my third marathon coming up on Sunday, I have been taking my vitamins and steering clear of cupcakes for the past month.
Do I feel different? Fitter, thinner, lighter, fluffier? I think I feel a little bit of all of those (possibly including the 'fluffier' part.) The following are my observations from adhereing to the 'no cupcake' left behind (on my plate) program. Let's not get this confused with a 'Bush-ism' because as we all know... that would never succeed.
Zero Cupcakes means I...
- miss cupcakes. I do.
- don't miss the fleeting happiness and instant regret they brought.
- am developing a serious all-out love for peanut butter.
And that, young reader, is as far as I have gotten.
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