The cookies are gone? All those glorious mounds of sugar and flour are gone? Turn your back for a week and the guys have traveled through the cupboards like giant ants on a peppermint. No crumbs left. No evidence. So I'm calling it. The end of the giant eating festival I call the Holidays. Time to French Skinny it again!
To get started I'm making a list of all the things I can do instead of eating out of boredom.
1. Zero inbox. (Did I mention I have zero emails in my inbox?!)
2. Clean closet. (This is an ongoing
3. Finish writing book, 2 screenplays, 4 pilots..okay 7 pilots if you count the 3 animation treatments.
5. Walk, Dance,
It's going to take 3 days to get my tummy used to to FS portions.
I have zero inbox. I can do this!
One good thing a day. For a year.
This morning 6 woke me up with this.
"Mom, wake up. Wake up, mom, I have to tell you something."
"You have the softest eyeball covers."