What is it about christmas cookies? So yummy, so tastely, so colorful... so hanging out on my tummy, my legs, the wings under my arms.... How does it happen? They are so innocent in the beginning. They call to you... "Look at me. I am so lonely on this counter at work. Eat me Seymore. EAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"So, I ate. And now, me and my guilt will just sit here and be merry or flabby. Bah Humbug! =)
Oh! And to the left we have the beginning of a fingerless mitten...
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