Here is another little ditty from the inbox that was sent to me by my friend Vena Estridge. I felt it fairly appropriate today, as I sit here writing this in my hubby’s long john’s and long sleeved t-shirt.  I’m taking a break from preparing my taxes, paying bills and cleaning up several Christmas messes, all the while, stuffing my face with spice drops, chips and a tin of caramel popcorn. Oh well, I guess I could always start the Taco Bell drive-thru diet.

Happy January 2010 everybody!

The month after Christmas
‘Twas the month after Christmas,
and all through the house,
Nothing would fit me, not even a blouse.

The cookies I’d nibbled,
the chocolate I’d taste
At the holiday parties
had gone to my waist.

When I got on the scales
there arose such a number!
When I walked to the store
(less a walk than a lumber),

I’d remember the marvelous meals I’d prepared;
The gravies and sauces and beef nicely rared,
The wine and the rum balls, the bread and the cheese
And the way I’d never said, “No thank you, please.”

As I dressed myself in my husband’s old shirt
And prepared once again to do battle with dirt…
I said to myself, as I only can,
“You can’t spend a winter, disguised as a man!”

So, away with the last of the sour cream dip.
Get rid of the fruit cake, every cracker and chip.
Every last bit of food that I like must be banished
Till all the additional ounces have vanished.

I won’t have a cookie, not even a lick.
I’ll want only to chew on a long celery stick.
I won’t have hot biscuits, or corn bread, or pie.
I’ll munch on a carrot and quietly cry.

I’m hungry, I’m lonesome, and life is a bore…
But isn’t that what January is for?
Unable to giggle, no longer a riot.
Happy New Year to all, and to all a good diet.

We cannot put off living until we are ready. The most salient characteristic of life is it’s urgency, “here and now” without any possible postponement. Life is fired at us point blank. ~ Jose Orgeta  y Gasset