I am not kidding when I tell you I dislike the dark of winter, that I crave yummy food and that I wish for very little more than a cozy afghan and a dear one to curl up next to.Seeing as the dark is a reality that I must deal with for months and my desire for comfort food is a historic one not likely to go away, I have whipped back out my phone books.
What am I searching for? Lipo suction?... The number to the nearest pizza shop?
Nah...
My double stack of plastic wrapped phone books is my "step" that allows me to watch a nature show, a sappy love story or some other goofy such event on my television whilst I exercise.
I have decided that it's that time of year... to exercise more rigorously... why?
well...
hmmm...
excuse me...
it's hard to think with a cinnamon roll in your mouth!
just teasing... I've already had mine... the rest are the kids... they sure taste great on a chilly dark autumn morning.
