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So last night was the first time since 1999 that I wore a toga. My buddy John and his wife Andi decided to throw a toga party in the middle of winter. Chilly? - Absolutely. Awesome? - worth the chilliness.

We treked it all the way out to the city to arrive early, because I wasn't really into the whole toga concept and my lovely husband didn't even wear one. He said jeans and a polo was toga enough for him. Thanks got I had on a belt because I rocked that red flannel toga once I got there. I burned up, drank way too much and ate a lot of pretzels and carbs.

Now with 8 minutes to spare, I'm supposed to be going to Jenny Craig today, and I'm thinking of every possible way to get out of it because...it's not good. I thought you get dehydrated not gain weight when there are large amount so alcohol to consume! Ahh.

I'm ready for a lazy weekend and maybe I'll get just get back on the wagon after Thanksgiving...but I can still go to the gym in the meantime.