A Snuggie Christmas

Christmas this year was full of presents wrapped under the tree.

Family.

Food. Lots of unpictured food.

And…

SNUGGIES!

Like angel wings hugging you – my dear cousin Lance.

I haven’t researched Snuggies. I don’t know about this. – my dear cousin Laura.

One Snuggie is worth 1000 blankets. – yours truly.

Like a choir of angels. Or monks. – Linden.

I may have giggled initially upon opening the said Snuggie, complete with a [bonus] book light (!!!) but I must admit to wearing it. And enjoying it.

I slept in it last night.

And upon arising this morning I discovered that my contacts had waged war with my eyeballs, eyeballs winning.

So I donned my spectacles in an attempt to look as fashionable as my favorite Everythingtarian, or even my most adorable Snackie.

Fail.

Humongous fail.

So I saddled up and rode over to the Borders. They were having a sale, and I expected that to be an epic win.

As you can see my eclectic tastes range from romance to Oprah Book Club Selections.

Of course on the romance scale, I do only pick the humorous ones with a bit of a plot. I’ve never ventured over to the Harlequin shelf; although if Harlequin was to ask me to write a novel, I should oblige. Not sure what that says about me.

And with that I’m off to curl up in front of the fire in my Snuggie.

I love vacation.

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The reason for the season

Dad: What is the true meaning of Christmas?

Cecily: Jesus’ birthday!

Dad: And what is your favorite part of Christmas?

Cecily: JESUS!

Good answer kid.

 

Merry Christmas to All!

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so cute I can’t stand it

Most of you guessed that I was making a gingerbread house, but only Julie, Kat and Ms. Eating Bender guessed exactly.

not martha’s tiny gingerbread houses that perch on the edge of your mug.

So cute I can’t stand it.

I did not have the patience of not martha, so I used a glue gun instead of royal icing to put mine together.

Hopefully no one will try to eat them.

I made regular cookies for that.

 

In the mug I put peppermints, cookies and hot cocoa.

Then I wrapped it all up in cellophane.

I think these will be a great gift for coworkers, aunts and cousins.

I hope so.

I have fourteen of them.

Julie, since you guessed correctly first, send your address to whitsgettingfit [at] gmail [dot] com and I will send one of these little mugs to you!

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Under Construction

What am I up to?

Any guesses?

Hint: I’m not Martha.

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Ho Ho House!

No more stiffness. No more pain.

No more limping around like an old man with a cane.

Yesterday I was planning to post, but then I was just so overcome with my newfound ability to walk straight that I didn’t.

So here is the evidence that I was alive, well and eating yesterday.

Started with off brand Mini Wheats n’ milk.

And continued on through a salad.

• chicken
• romaine
• spinach
• feta
• pom arils
• orange slices

Kudos to Mama D! This was fantastic. The only thing I would have added would have been cranberries, but I think they were missing only because they are also missing from our cabinets.

Look!

It’s a huge orange!

Oh. It’s just a grapefruit.

Well those are exciting in their own right.

Look!

It’s a grapefruit!

There, that’s better.

While catching up on ‘The Sing Off’ [how fantastic is that show? I adore.] I dug through a bowl of dumplings + a bowl of cabbage.

I also took off my shoes.

That’s when everyone left the room.

Look what else I did last night! [When I was not blogging.]

Sabrina and I created this masterpiece.

Pita chip roof and mini wheat chimney? All me. All me.

Pond! [Joint effort.]

This side is credited to Sabrina. I did not do much here.

And then I fell asleep.

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PS: One day I am going to get around to addressing my ‘marathon weight gain’ that I have been alluding to. Eating dumplings and decorating candy houses is not helping.

But that is another day.

PPS: Mama D. if you are reading this, where is my D40? I noticed you had it Saturday and I have not seen it since.

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Fighting the Monster

The germ monsters have been trying to get me down all weekend!

A motley crew they are. I’m not having it! Don’t they know I have a marathon to run Saturday?!?!

As luck would have it, they attacked Friday, and I tried valiantly to fend them off. Saturday was rainy and cold, so I let them have their way as I did not really want to brave the elements anyway. I just stayed inside where it was warm.

Oh and I went to Wal-Mart.

Somewhere along the way, I ate a lot of cereal. Or at least took pictures of a lot of cereal.

Tropical Oatmeal

Cinnamon Toast Crunch

Raisin Bran

Also a lot of soup.

Mama D. made some

It was yum.

And then she made some pot pie with the leftovers.

More yum.

At some point we decorated for the holidays.

Charlie Brown tree, one stocking and fake snow.

Don’t believe we’re quite done yet.

Breakfast today was a duplicate of Example III in Cereal. Raisin Bran. I see no reason to repeat the picture.

Lunch was cheap and quick.

And I am not ashamed.

I had quite possibly the stuffiest head and sorest eyeballs I’ve ever had. Dunkin Donuts and Chik-Fil-A was needed.

After work I knew a run was what I needed. I did a brisk sprint workout under the lights of the neighborhood park. It was cold and my nose was running, all the more reason to make it quick.

Came home to more soup.

Bean + pasta + veggie soup.

And some salad + fruit.

Fantastic.

I want 10 more bowls of it, if I can have slice of that bread with every one. That might be the best thing I have inhaled extra of with out photographic proof in a long time.

Must go, the Nyquil bottle is calling my name.

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