Christmas weekend.

I have nice 4 day weekends this week and next. At first I was a little irritated but now I'm quite looking forward to it. I had a nice time out lastnight. Thank you IBRT for the "oldmancandy". Oh how I love them, oh how they make me happy, and oh how they make me talky. Poor Dustin sat next to me and i'm quite sure I rambled on about nothing (as I seem to do). I felt a little needy of attention and knew this and was trying to resign myself to the fact that none would be got but good company made better of me. Thank you friends.

So, I've had some strangeness dealing with my weight gain and yesterday something happened to top it off.

As many of you know, I am a dark chocolate fiend. All of the doctors where I work decided that they would supply me with this loveliness as christmas gifts this year. And I delighted in a few pieces yesterday. Later in the day as I was washing my hands in the restroom (leaning over the sink) something in the reflection caught my eye and as I looked down I found a Rorschach picture nestled in my cleavage. Dark chocolate had caught some gravity and landed in the closest place it could find, where it melted and through my activities in the afternoon been pressed together into a pretty mess. I quickly wiped away my embarassment and was quite thankful that my top had not been low enough for the plain passerby to notice at all. But as the day passed, my embarassment turned to amusement. This marked the first time that something has fallen there and not in my lap.

Have a nice Christmas Weekend. Love and hugs and well-wishes for you all.