That’s the way I feel: maybe I ought not to have eight that. Of course, however I did. Hams, cookies, pizzas, cookies, pies, soup, hamburgers, and more cookies. It was a pretty relaxing and relaxed two weeks that let me re-energize and get back to work.
What else to say?
Well besides the usual and extremely prolonged absence, not a whole lot. Anyways, call this an invitation to share your tale of festivus gluttony and a hopeful prelude to an actual resumption of activity.
January 8th, 2008 at 11:36 am
My brother’s mother in law informed me that there could be no leftovers and she had planned a dinner for 7. There were four of us. SHE MAID A BURRITOS PLATTER AND I EATED IT.
January 8th, 2008 at 12:00 pm
That’s what I’m talking about.
Example: Christmas eve dinner: 2 trays of the most delicious family concotion Swiss Cheese Scalloped Potatoes. post-dinner quantity: none.
And the cookies, so many glorious cookies. I’m lucky I only came back 6 lbs. heavier.
January 9th, 2008 at 6:08 pm
Judging the annual RoD bakeoff pretty much qualifies as severe gluttony. I’m waiting to hear from my doctor about when I can have the bypass surgery.
January 14th, 2008 at 12:13 pm
I’m waiting to hear the results of the competition…
January 15th, 2008 at 2:30 pm
Chuckles is so patient.