Those of you who know me will understand the significance of this:
At lunch, the ladies usually ask you if you want fresh veggies or chips with your sandwich when you order one. I, of course, being the chip-a-holic that I am loudly state, "veggies."
Well, they didn't ask me today and I didn't think to tell them. So they gave me chips.
Wanna know what I just did?
I threw every last luscious, crunchy, salty chip in the trash can. That's what I did!
Is it too late to go in after them???
After this weekend (I did get to a BBQ and had 4 too many beers and a white bun for my hamburger), I figured I just couldn't have the chips. And I didn't want to either. Boy did my belly hurt last night!!!
Have you had any non-scale victories lately?