Monday, December 22, 2008

On the 9th Day of Christmas

On the Ninth Day of Christmas, my true love gave to me:


Nine more days of gluttony.

Nine more days of

Christmas cookies


cakes

fudge

and pies

expanding the inches on my

hips

belly

butt

and thighs.
Because, of course, once Jan. 1st is here,
no grain of sugar shall pass these lips,
and I shall religiously train for that half marathon in May.

Of course.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Witty. I'm impressed that the post is rhyming! Yeah, I'm on the same page as your for sugar after New year's day. After all, I have to dig up the six-pack abs that are currently protected by a blanket of belly-dom that is resistant to sub-zero WI temperatures.

-Mr.

Sawatzky Kids said...

Hehehehehehehe.....thanks for the giggle! ;p
Shelly and crew
MERRY CHRISTMAS

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Good luck on the marathon, but those goodies are making me hungry.

Jen said...

I worked out extra hard last night just as a preventitive strike against the copious amounts of crap I am about to ingest!

bbbunch said...

Sarah, my dear...you aren't supposed to talk about what it's doing to our bodies until AFTER the holiday!!! Merry Christmas lovey!

Beck