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<P>Thanks Carla</P>
<P>We had all our kids and grandkids for Christmas. What a housefull! We all got along really well too. Even the grandkids. It was fabulous. I found out I don't have the craving for sweets that I used to have. (I still got plenty, but, ate far less each time, and no seconds!) I was proud of myself.</P>
<P>I would like to wish everyone a marvelous and happy 2005.</P>
<P>Frank<BR><BR></P></DIV>
<DIV></DIV>From: gcfl-discuss@gcfl.net
<DIV></DIV>To: Frank McMullin <fjm39@hotmail.com>
<DIV></DIV>CC: "Discussion of the Good, Clean Funnies List" <gcfl-discuss@gcfl.net>
<DIV></DIV>Subject: Re: [GCFL-discuss] T'was the week after Christmas
<DIV></DIV>Date: Sun, 2 Jan 2005 16:40:51 -0500
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<DIV></DIV>Thanks Frank, that was great! We had not heard from you in awhile. Happy New Year!
<DIV></DIV>I'm going back to South Beach, (that is diet)
<DIV></DIV>Over Christmas I ate everything that didn't move. But worked my South Beach when I could, and continued to exercise, so I only gained a little.
<DIV></DIV>I love this way of healthy eating. The desserts in South Beach are sufficient, and you don't have to go hungry.
<DIV></DIV>I feel it is part of my responsibility as a parent, & grandparent, to maintain a healthy lifestyle.
<DIV></DIV>The Obesity in our country is hurting us. I wish more people would try the South Beach.
<DIV></DIV>Carla
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<DIV></DIV> From: gcfl-discuss@gcfl.net
<DIV></DIV> To: Carla
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<DIV></DIV> Sent: Sunday, January 02, 2005 12:49 AM
<DIV></DIV> Subject: [GCFL-discuss] T'was the week after Christmas
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<DIV></DIV> Thought you all might like this. It isn't just the women either!
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<DIV></DIV> Frank
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<DIV></DIV> T'was The Week After Christmas
<DIV></DIV> 'Twas the week after Christmas, and all through the house
<DIV></DIV> Nothing would fit me, not even a blouse.
<DIV></DIV> The cookies I'd nibble, the eggnog I'd taste
<DIV></DIV> All the holiday parties had gone to my waist.
<DIV></DIV> When I got on the scales, there arose such a number!
<DIV></DIV> When I walked to the store (less a walk than a lumber).
<DIV></DIV> I'd remember the marvelous meals I'd prepared;
<DIV></DIV> The gravies and sauces and beef nicely rared...
<DIV></DIV> The wine and the rumballs, the bread and the cheese
<DIV></DIV> And the way I'd never said, "No thank you, please."
<DIV></DIV> As I dressed myself in my husband's old shirt
<DIV></DIV> And prepared once again to battle the dirt...
<DIV></DIV> I said to myself, as I only can
<DIV></DIV> "You can't spend a winter dressed like a man!"
<DIV></DIV> So...away with the last of the sour cream dip,
<DIV></DIV> Get rid of the fruit cake, every cracker and chip.
<DIV></DIV> Every last bit of food that I like must be banished
<DIV></DIV> 'Till all the additional ounces have vanished.
<DIV></DIV> I won't have a cookie, not even a lick,
<DIV></DIV> I'll want only to chew on a long celery stick.
<DIV></DIV> I won't have hot biscuits, or cornbread, or pie,
<DIV></DIV> I'll munch on a carrot and quietly cry.
<DIV></DIV> I'm hungry, I'm lonesome, and life is a bore...
<DIV></DIV> But isn't that what January is for?
<DIV></DIV> Unable to giggle, no longer a riot
<DIV></DIV> Happy New Years to All and to All a Good Diet
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