Back home from St Louis with an extra 4 lbs of cookie/pasta padding under my belt — our visit was a delicious orgy of family conviviality. In fact, I’ve been in official party mode since November 12, breaking bread with many local friends and roadtripping through a dozen states to see loved ones in Daytona, Tampa, and St. Louis.
The munch-a-thon is over. The wine bottle is corked. It’s time to undertake my annual meditation on what I’ve done with myself this year. I’m better with accountability than resolutions.