Goodbye February
the shortest-longest month of the year
28 days
of cold,
snot-cough quarantine, teeth explosions, little sleep
and no basement;
hunkering down with my three boy-children
in two hundred square feet of living space
you had your lovely moments too, don’t get me wrong,
mostly food-related
hence
my pants don’t fit anymore
ergo I will start March on a diet
the ‘no-dessert-for-a-week’ diet
[books will be out in the store, soon, order now at a discounted price of $19.99]
really, it should be the ‘no-dessert-for-a-month’ diet
but I know myself
well
I’ll be lucky if I make it a week
hence the public proclamation
[five] readers of this blog, take note
I am going on a sugar strike
starting at midnight….because the professor just made chocolate chip cookies…
what,no sugar? Just when I was going to take up baking … (for really, starting Thursday). and I’m pretty sure you have 8 or 9 readers! 😉
I wish for you to have flip flop weather soon!! Don’t give up sugar, it is far to tasty. Mother’s with young boys must have a happy place:)
I tried giving up sugar multiple times. Since I’m trying to be positive these days, I’ll just say, I hope it goes better for you than it did me! 🙂 Girl Scout cookies are getting the best of me these days… Miss you!
Give up that disgusting health food chocolate stuff, carob, I think its called. Its gross any how. Its almost spring you’ll need new pants any how.
That poem doesn’t even rhyme. 😉 Must be the February blues…or all that sugar. I’ll be expecting an improvement to your poetic musings in March – ya know, cuz that month rocks in Calgary!
Girls, I said ‘no dessert’ for a week. Not permanently! I’m just thinking maybe if I stop eating whole bags of toffees, daily, my pants might fit again. Also, if I could walk outside, that might help too. But if Mother Nature won’t cooperate, I’ll have to do my part. Tan, what, you don’t like my bitter pseudo haikus composed-in-the-span-of-five-minutes? PhD students are so snobby.
Ooops… i obviously didn’t read this before baking…. but I can report she was strong and returned the cookies placed on her desk… uneaten…
So proud of you, Miss N. And I only push cuz I know you are capable of excellence. 😉