Today is every dieter's nightmare: Thanksgiving. The kickoff to the gorge-fest of the holiday time. Cookies, cakes, pies, turkeys and hams and gift baskets galore, all tempting us to "go ahead, celebrate, enjoy the season!" You almost feel like Scrooge if you turn down your co-worker's gingerbread cookies. After all, they were a gift. And it's tough to do it. I don't like to be rude to folks, especially when they're just trying to give a kind gift. Here's my solution, if you can do it: Take the gift. Take it with you. But before you get to your home, throw it away. You don't have to tell anyone. Or better yet, if you want to pay it forward, take all those goodies over to your local soup kitchen, women's shelter, or nursing home.
Everyone loves cookies, and its hard to give them up. But here's something for a little comfort: You were given them. Someone cared for you enough to bake them for you. That's the real point of the gift, after all.
So even though I may not be any closer to my goal, I have people who care about me. That makes me pretty damn lucky after all.
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