Is your hubs shirt now on you!

AdoraK · January 2013

T’was the month after Christmas,
When all through the house
Nothing would fit me,
Not even a blouse!

The cookies I nibble,
The eggnog I taste...
At the holiday parties,
Have gone to my waist!

I remember the marvelous
Meals all prepared:
The gravies and sauces,
The beef "nicely rared".

The wine and the rum balls,
The bread and the cheese,
And how sweetly I said,
Yes, seconds here, 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 only I 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 fruitcake,
Every cracker and chip!

Every last bit of food
That I like must be banished,
'Til all of the extra
"Ounces" have vanished!

I won't eat a cookie,
Not even a lick!
I'll just have to chew
On a celery stick!

I won't have hot biscuits,
Or corn bread or pie,
I'll munch on a carrot,
And quietly sigh.

I'm hungry...I'm lonesome...
And life is a bore!
But isn't that what
January is for?

No fun at the party,
No longer a riot!
HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL,
AND TO ALL A GOOD DIET!

Midnight_Sunshine · January 2013

HAHA NICE!

I do wear my "hubs" shirts but only on my head.

(I dry my hair with them, never use terrycloth on your hair especially if it's curly. If you don't have a cotton t-shirt then get a microfiber towel)
-- This hair tip brought to you by ADHD.