"We're not eating up fast enough!"
"Wha...?" I spluttered, unwrapping my umpteenth choccy of the night.
"We're not eating up fast enough! There's tins all over the place!"
Indeed there are, when I look. Miss Franny has announced her decision to take down the Christmas decorations today when she finishes work. Under the tree, there sit two as yet unopened tins of biscuits. I open one to run a critical eye over the contents.
"I'm not sure if I fancy this one..." I say around the next sweet, trying to defend my lack of progress. "That hasn't even got chocolate on it!" I point accusingly.
"You've not touched those jam tarts I made for the last couple of days - do you not want them?" Whoa - no-win situation arising...
"And what about the mince pies? I bought you some brandy cream to go with them!"
I look down at the space where the carpet should be, but instead see the front of my jumper...
"I'll get round to them..." I trail off miserably.
"Well don't go gorging yourself on sweet stuff all the time - there's loads of special cheeses in the fridge."
"I don't seem to be hungry enough to get round to those yet..." I waver.
"And don't forget the fruit either...it's good for you!"
If I seem to be talking and moving slowly and carefully over the next few weeks...
There was really an explosion of goodies at your house, wasn't there? Next Christmas your list should ask for a very roomy, Ugly Sweater.
ReplyDeleteYou can even make one. I'm planning an Ugly Sweater Party to raise money and awareness for Lyme.
See?
http://elizabethbanks.com/blog/post/diy-ugly-christmas-sweater-2012
I was on the verge of exploding....
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