Girls night went splendidly! We ate and got nails done, and ate! The scale reflected!
I made cake balls for the first time. They were mighty tasty. M was supposed to go to a youth activity with church but P kept her home due to the weather and our drive. So, we had twice as many cake balls at home then we should have. Not good for me.
I hear them calling my name. I gave in. Ugh. Felt like a little kid with a tummy ache. Yet, I ate a few more. I really don't want to think about what the scale will say tomorrow. In fact, I asked my hubby to hide my scale for a couple of weeks and not tell me where he put it.
So, that's me. How are you?