This time of year is mucho loco... we feel we need to go into hyper drive about everything. We run around like headless chickens spending money we don't have only to pay for it interest wise for the next year or five.
We also give ourselves permission to eat things we normally don't have. We also think it's okay to have it in mass amounts because hey, it's Christmas. We need to be reminded to be careful as our sensibilities go out the window as we have too many Martinis and see if we can empty enough beer cans to build a house.
This week, with the many morning teas we've had, I've eaten cheesecake,mince pies,gingerbread men and cheeseballs for breakfast. My snobby, foody self would normally baulk at this. However, after a few glasses of vino tinto last night, I'm feeling slightly seedy and therefore can ignore such things.
I am desperatly in need of another coffee and a bowl of noodles.
Then I can start drinking again.