I hope all of you had a marvelous Christmas Holiday!\u00a0 For me it was a marvelous day because we were able to be together as a family, with my son joining us on Skype.\u00a0 It was amazing to see his sweet smiling face on the video.\u00a0 It was also fun to watch he and his sister reconnecting, talking in their secret language to each other and cracking up over their inside jokes.\u00a0 As a mom its one of the best feelings in the world to see your kids being best friends with one another. \u00a0That made my Christmas for certain.<\/p>\n
What didn\u2019t make my Christmas was the amount of food I have consumed over the last week.\u00a0 Good heavens I was out of control with the boxes and boxes of goodies delivered to our home\u2026they just kept coming and coming and I felt obligated to at least try them all\u2026after all, I didn\u2019t want to offend anyone who had been kind enough to send us something \ud83d\ude42 \u2026.and so I just kept eating and eating until I sit here feeling sick as a dog in my oversized sweat pants, which are about the only thing I can fit in to at this point!\u00a0 You know you\u2019ve been bad when you find yourself giving thanks for elastic waist bands in your evening prayers\u2026yeah, it\u2019s that bad\u2026.<\/p>\n
And so TOMORROW my diet begins\u2026which means I had better go polish off the homemade chocolate turtles that just came in the mail from Grandma Anderson TONIGHT!\u00a0 After all, she went to a lot of trouble to make them herself and I wouldn\u2019t want to be ungrateful \ud83d\ude09<\/p>\n
Here is a cute poem I came across that does a great job of illustrating exactly how I feel tonight.\u00a0 I am not sure who wrote this, but it\u2019s darling!\u00a0 Enjoy it and have a great weekend everyone!<\/p>\n
| Twas the day after \u00a0 Christmas, and all through the house \nNothing would fit me, not even a blouse.The cookies I’d \u00a0 nibbled, the eggnog I’d taste \nAt the holiday parties had gone to my waist.When I got on the \u00a0 scales there arose such a number! \nWhen I walked to the store (less a walk than a lumber).I’d remember the \u00a0 marvelous meals I’d prepared; \nThe gravies and sauces and beef nicely rared,The wine and the rum \u00a0 balls, the bread and the cheese \nAnd the way I’d never said, “No thank you, please.”<\/p>\n As I dressed myself in \u00a0 my husband’s old shirt I said to myself, as I \u00a0 only can So–away with the last \u00a0 of the sour cream dip, Every last bit of food \u00a0 that I like must be banished I won’t have a \u00a0 cookie–not even a lick. I won’t have hot \u00a0 biscuits, or corn bread, or pie, I’m hungry, I’m \u00a0 lonesome, and life is a bore— Unable to giggle, no \u00a0 longer a riot. ~Amy<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" I hope all of you had a marvelous Christmas Holiday!\u00a0 For me it was a marvelous day because we were able to be together as a family, with my son joining us on Skype.\u00a0 It was amazing to see his sweet smiling face on the video.\u00a0 It was also fun to watch he and his […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":2652,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_exactmetrics_skip_tracking":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_active":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_note":"","_exactmetrics_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[101,213,1680,105,179,3043,3048,3055,2796,3050,51,3047,1919,189,2799,476,180,237,464,3046,87,2968,351,3049,3053,354,2929,3045,3044,3052,3057,489,2595,3056,353,3051,3054],"class_list":["post-4141","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-ashley","tag-candy","tag-chocolate","tag-christmas","tag-dalton","tag-day-after-christmas","tag-diet","tag-eat","tag-eating","tag-elastic","tag-family","tag-fat","tag-food","tag-friends","tag-goodies","tag-grandma","tag-happy","tag-holiday","tag-joy","tag-language","tag-laughter","tag-loa-anderson","tag-missionary","tag-pants","tag-popcorn","tag-present","tag-presents","tag-reconnecting","tag-skype","tag-snacks","tag-start-tomorrow","tag-thank-you","tag-treats","tag-ungrateful","tag-video","tag-waist","tag-weight"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4141","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=4141"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4141\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4147,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4141\/revisions\/4147"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/2652"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4141"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4141"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4141"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}} |