Yesterday I zipped up a pair of white pants that I had never worn before. Bought them on a whim last summer-on sale, of course. Such a bargain. They never fit. I've finally worn them. They were even comfortable. Another milestone. Baby steps. Ounces not pounds. It's okay, though. My commitment is firm.
Friend ordered the most delicious dessert last night-my favorite. Profiteroles. Filled with roasted banana ice cream. Topped with chocolate sauce. They were like four little precious jewels on the plate. I tasted but a sliver of the ice cream. It was heavenly. I wanted all four of those beauties. But I resisted. I watched her devour them. Enjoyment by proxy.