The holidays cast an unusual spell on me of not wanting to do anything, anytime. ANYTHING. Except eat and complain that I'm tired and then eat some more. We stopped by WalMart tonight to pick up fabric - which is a subtle way of saying I got a sewing machine for Christmas! - and it was there I decided I needed, on top of Christmas enchilada leftovers, Christmas broccoli casserole leftovers, Christmas buttered rolls leftovers, CHOCOLATE ICE CREAM. WITH THE FUDGE CHUNKS. It was imperative.
Yup, my eating has been along the same lines as yours. And on top of the eating, I consumed a bottle of Grey Goose and 4-5 bottles of Pinot Noir. But, the gods of mercy have now smiled upon me and bestowed me with a Stomach Virus from Hell. I've had a Diet Coke all day long, maybe this will even things out......
Posted by: Sarah S. | December 28, 2008 at 01:53 PM
Well, I mean, "fudge" is a holiday staple, so I can totally understand the burning desire to have that ice cream. I fell for Pumpkin Pie, Peppermint, Egg Nog, and chocolate ice cream on Christmas Eve. Yeah, I really didn't have the freezer space, so you know what that means...uh, I currently hate ice cream.
Posted by: Cari | December 29, 2008 at 07:19 AM