Merry Spankin' Christmas

Not that Santa is keeping track, but I have been a bit naughty lately.

Last night I introduced my nieces (12 and 10) to "Mr. Hanky the Christmas Poo." It goes without saying that they loved it. And then I decided that it would probably be okay to show them an episode of South Park (the very first one -- "Cartman gets an anal probe"). Err... I just hope they didn't go home and ask their mom what a dildo is. Granted, they were going home rather hyped up on sugar. I fed them pumpkin pie for breakfast. And they ate caramels and cookies and other sugary stuff throughout last night and today. Though, they did eat some roasted pumpkin seeds (my favorite part of making pumpkin pie). That's sorta nutritious.

And A. kept telling me that I better not over do it, to which I would respond with silence and then attempt to change the subject. I do have a tendency to push myself at the holidays and then spend days in bed feeling really shitty afterwards. I think the fact that my nieces asked me a couple of times to come sit with them and relax probably means I was over doing it.

Damn.

I did that at Thanksgiving too. And spent several days barely able to take care of myself. Not only did A. tell me that he has plans to deliver my punishment for that in person, but even my caregiver scolded me.

But the Vitamin B-12 No Shot has been giving me more stamina and, well, it's Christmas.

::sweet angelic smile::

Eeek! It's 12:15 am!

Er...Merry Christmas all.