Jet Lag and Pound Cake

I gained 8 pounds on holiday.

EIGHT.

My pretty new skirts no longer fit. Isn't that hilarious??

My husband gained TEN pounds.

HA!

TEN!!

That's what yummy pasta and rich pastries does to the tum-tum.

They eat chocolate filled croissants every morning for breakie in Italy.

Love it.

So I'll hit the pavement this next week and burn it off.

3 weeks to gain it, 3 weeks to lose it.

No big whoop.

And now we are zoning out and having a "Heroes" marathon, as recovering from the 9 hour time difference is a real killer.

I can't wait to start sewing again when I am rested!! I'll post more projects and pickies soon....