Redemption Salad

I've been so good. Seriously. On Friday I took one last bite of an oatmeal-brownie-butterscotch sundae (true story) and vowed That's it. That was the last piece of junk that was going down the hatch until...when? That's always the question, isn't it? Does it speak to my pathological optimism or my deep-seeded denial that every year I vow to tweak my die…