Christmas Chisme

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Now, that you are done with the nuttiness of Christmas. Decorating the tree with exquisite one of a kind ornaments. Breaking through the parking lot unscathed. Braving the torrential crowd to buy that perfect Christmas pajamas and showstopping designer New Year’s outfit. Exchanging that perfect regift by your Secret Santa. Baking every melting in your mouth goodies. Cooking the latest recipes on Pinterest. Eating all that food until your hearts content, aka pig out. Playing your favorite games. Telling stories so cool, your bird slept through it. Dancing your hearts content. Pigging out from your own hand’s mischievous dishes. Now that you had time to breathe, take it all in. Let the church say, Amen. The scale and little rosie credit card bill awaits you. Inhale then join the mad caravan. Notice the ten days reprieve, aka shop, right?! Take it from me. It is true because my bird said so. It told me, it heard the chisme (rumors) on the street corner after the internet went down and I bought it cheap, a nickel as a matter of fact, from this guy selling peanuts. Yes, peanuts. Happy New Year love. Stand by. Start saving. The plane is in the tarmac, taking off once again in 341 days. Back to your regularly scheduled program, take on that annoying co-worker. Booyah!

©️ Angela Aguiar