Diary
of Mrs. Claus
December
1
Same
thing every year. I don't know why he insists on leaving everything
until the last minute. It's certainly not as if they change
the date each year. I get so sick of him running around in
a panic. Perhaps if he spent a little less time golfing and
a little more time working he wouldn't be in this predicament
but he doesn't listen. Sometimes I feel invisible. I understand
his career means everything to him but I think our marriage
is starting to suffer.
My
yoga classes at the YMCA are going very well. They also are
offening a class called "Buns and Tums" that I might
join.
December
3
I
found a diet in Good Housekeeping "Slim Down for the
Season" and so far so good. I've lost two pounds this
week!
For
dinner tonight I prepared a chef salad with a vinegar and
lemon dressing. Nick finished it without a word of complaint
and I was delighted but I should have known better.
In
the middle of the night I heard stirring and there he was
sitting in the dark, stuffing himself. Honestly! The man has
no self-control. He polished off a can of cocktail sausages
and half a jar of olives. I was so angry.
I
am very concerned about him. He's very flushed and short of
breath. I took out his suit and it looks like I'm going to
have to let it out at least three inches!
He
says it's muscle, which is fine if he plans to lift the presents
with his stomach.
December
5
Nick
hired two new elves today as management consultants and he
is very excited. Balthazar and Roofie used to work at Keebler
and are proponents of the "Force Field Analysis"
technique. They've been studying the workshop all week and
taking notes.
My
muscles are aching but already I'm sure my bottom is firmer.
December
7
Well
that's it. Rudolph just pawed through my flower bed. He has
miles and miles of lichen around but he has to head straight
for the tulips. It broke my heart to see all the bulbs uprooted.
I confronted Rudolph and he denied it. He is such a liar.
December
10
The
mailman was quite nasty this morning as he unloaded the bags
I distinctly heard him say "you folks ever hear of email?"
Well, he can mutter all he wants but let's see his face when
it's time to tip.
I
had my colours done and I was shocked to find out I was an
Autumn! All these years I was sure I was a Winter.
December
12
What
with my yoga classes and my reading group I just don't seem
to have the time this year to bake. Nick considers himself
a connoisseur of cookies which is a big laugh because the
only thing he is discerning about is quantity. I put Oreos
out on a tray and he didn't even know the difference.
I'm
thinking of getting contacts.
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