We’ve gotten candy and cookies already… rainbow cookies. Mmmmm. A box arrived today from Harry and David. I’m not sure who they are but they send snacks… and they’re certainly portly.
It’s Christmastime. Everyone thinks we’re underfed.
All that good tasting food has to be eaten. I wouldn’t want it to spoil. Harry or David would cry. I can’t be responsible for that.
No wonder the common wisdom is this is the weight gaining time of year! More food. Less Exercise. How could something that sounds so right be so wrong?
And then, with all this food bouncing in the door, comes this photo of Barack Obama wearing shorts and no shirt! I don’t even go into the shower shirtless. Not only that, his body look hairless (there are no tight shots of his ears, nose or back, but we’ll assume they follow the chest).
Seriously, if I would have known he was going to flaunt it I would have voted for McCain.
One of the people I work with said it’s because he’s ‘young.’ Please–spare me. I wasn’t built like that while in the womb much less a moment since.
Where the hell are those rainbow cookies. I feel a binge coming on.