I came. I saw. I ate.
I ate SO badly that I was actually CRAVING broccoli last night. Too bad I am going to get my fill of eating that for the rest of my life if I have a chance in hell to ever fit into my jeans again.
But, my fair bloggers...this wasn't mah first Cajun caroling rodeo. I packed some of Bruiser's button ups to wear with leggings to carry me home.
So, as I catch up on this new version of Weight Watchers on this flight back to the artic, pray all my gifts arrive with me...in tact and still in the suitcase (which doesn't look half as chic as this pic, btw).
More details later but for now, I need some Clarin, Starbucks and a nap.