Ugh. Just because I don't drink doesn't mean I can't wake up miserable and full of regrets and resolve to never, ever, ever, EVER do that to myself again. While I lay in bed this morning tossing and turning and regretting on way too little sleep, I came up with a teeny, tiny new resolution:
NO MORE SUGAR OF ANY KIND UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES. At least in 2013. Maybe after that I can resume eating it in moderation. But probably not. Sadly, that works only if no one puts it in front of me, and someone always does.