A Holiday Pounding
Days when women can eat like pigs and not feel guilty, for a little while.
I ate six pies on Thanksgiving and didn’t care. That’s the power of Holiday Pounding.
My friend’s mom gained five pounds on Easter brunch and still had the energy to yell at everyone. That’s Holiday Pounding.
On Superbowl Sunday, I ate so much that I felt like a football. That’s the Holiday Pounding magic.
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