202... wait... what?

Please tell me it's still November.

 

I'm feeling a smidge guilty that the holiday season passed without much fanfare here at the Chicken Ottoman Empire. We did have a few Christmas presents to open and had our traditional 'sit around the house in our pajamas eating nothing but sausage cheese balls and peppermint bark" day. We enjoyed it so much we did it the next day. And the next. I must confess to making three batches of sausage cheese balls (SCBs in Paispeak) and consuming an entire bag of peppermint bark over the course of five days. When I finally emerged from my lair and stepped into the daylight, my neighbor asked me if I'd been away for the holidays.

 

Uh... no...

I think I was hiberbating.

Some basic instinct must have told me I needed to stay inside and consume sixty million calories while being as idle as possible.

So that's what we did. We ate and slept and watched bad TV. We made a blanket fort and threw balls in the house and allowed ourselves to lose track of the days.

Of course, now that it's the new year, there's hell to pay!

There's lists and diets and organizing and cleaning and checking in with the world.

So hello world! I hope your new year is off to a fabulous start and you're checking things off your lists, having success with your diets, and getting your homes clean and organized!