I'm burping cheesecake.
I cleaned the downstairs, mopped those floors, shook out the rugs and power-washed the backside of the house all before noon today.
I know it sounds impressive and ambitious but I have to confess that after the noon hour I did nothing but eat cheesecake and power-lounge in front of the TV.
In my bedroom no less.
After awhile my overalls felt a wee tiny bit snug so I pulled the closest thing to an Al Bundy in overalls that I could think of and switched into jammy pants at about 3pm.
It's been an unusually lazy day.
After two and a half slices of cheesecake I decided that there really is such a thing as too much of a good thing. I feel like there is a big dead weight in the pit of my stomache right now. At least this spares me from the need to cook something for dinner for myself.
*burps*
The kids are home and bathed and in their rooms reading stories now. I can tell they are exhausted so hopefully they will zonk out soon. I'm tucking in again myself.
I've decided that unlike cheesecake there's no such thing as too much of a nice warm cozy bed.
I know it sounds impressive and ambitious but I have to confess that after the noon hour I did nothing but eat cheesecake and power-lounge in front of the TV.
In my bedroom no less.
After awhile my overalls felt a wee tiny bit snug so I pulled the closest thing to an Al Bundy in overalls that I could think of and switched into jammy pants at about 3pm.
It's been an unusually lazy day.
After two and a half slices of cheesecake I decided that there really is such a thing as too much of a good thing. I feel like there is a big dead weight in the pit of my stomache right now. At least this spares me from the need to cook something for dinner for myself.
*burps*
The kids are home and bathed and in their rooms reading stories now. I can tell they are exhausted so hopefully they will zonk out soon. I'm tucking in again myself.
I've decided that unlike cheesecake there's no such thing as too much of a nice warm cozy bed.
3 Comments:
Mmmmm... cheesecake. Don't be ridiculous. No such thing as too much.
And I agree about the bed, especially.
Damned straight on THAT one ;)
Earl is the cheesecake person in our house. I am the pistachio nut. HA! No pun intended. I can eat pistachios like you can eat cheesecake and yes, I too feel a ROCK in my belly when I'm done. I bet pistachios would give cheesecake a run for its money in a fat contest.
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