After all the excitement of putting up the tree, elfing the
shelf, baking the cookies, wrapping the gifts and eating the food it always
comes to an end. But before it does, for these three weeks we allow ourselves
to believe.
We believe that it is okay to eat sugar cookies.
We believe that two pastels and garlic pork for breakfast is
a balanced meal.
We believe that punch de crème is an acceptable dessert.
We believe that all gym visits will resume on Boxing Day.
We believe that people are genuinely that nice year round.
We believe that our pockets are deep.
We believe that we will be able to lose the holiday weight
before Carnival.
After committing those 7 deadly sins I did the inevitable. I
tried on my Carnival costume.
They say that seeing is believing….
Well, I saw the sugar cookies in my cheeks where my cheekbones
used to be. One pastel each topped my derrière. The garlic pork made my mouth pout at the sight and Punch de
crème seeped from my poor pores. It turns out that people are not very nice after
Christmas, especially on Boxing Day when they reach into their pockets for their
gym card and only lint and receipts come out.
I choose to believe that what I saw in that mirror was proof
of a great Christmas and that the only way to fight the seasonal blues…
…………Was with an ice cold Latte.
Happy New Year!
