holiday chubbage

Got on the scale at a neighbor's Christmas party last night. 138.6.

One hundred and thirty-eight point six.

Pounds.

Granted my clothes were on, and shoes, and I'd already eaten something with Velveeta in it. But still. No bueno. :(

Sad face on.

I know there are more important things to worry about in life.

But the holidays. So chubbage-inducing!

Please pass the spinach and artichoke dip.

No, not that one.

The one with the water chestnuts in it.

Oh and some of that, whatever it is, cheese pizza sauce and cracker thingys.

Yeah, those.

Thanks.

Sure, why not, another glass of Montoya red wine something or other.

Sure.

Oh, and some of those mere-nothing, wafer-thin cupcake things.

The ones with the happy little sprinkles, like colorful icicles in white frosting.

A veritable snowstorm of calories in my mouth.

Mmm....mmm....good.

Ah, holidays.

So tasty.

So fun!

So chubbage-inducing!!!