Friday, December 25, 2009

It has come to this.

It's 10pm on Christmas Day. The kids are in bed and the husband is playing his new Wii game.

Me? I'm drinking eggnog and eating cookies. Yes, I glanced at the clock, and then decided to completely disregard common sense and any concern for my gastro-intestinal system.

I may be a Christmasholic. And I have no problem with that.

2 comments:

Noel said...

But inquiring minds want to know about that snow drift in front of your garage door...how big is it? how are you getting rid of it? did any of the children get lost inside it?

mama.nichols4 said...

It's a sad, sad story but it's reality. My SIL brought Cheesecake Factory cheesecakes AND I don't even like cheesecake but of course I had to have a slice (500+ calories).

Just having the temptation around means eating it and since the rest of the holiday days revolve around eating, the nights are devoted to desserts.

Ugg.. I have a tummy ache!