The natural progression of resolutions to cheeses.

Thanksgiving has been devoured.
All the Christmas presents have been opened.
And New Years Eve was its typical failure.

With the holiday season behind us work as gotten MUCH slower, many more on call shifts and unfortunately many less dolla dolla bills. So what's left to do but blog!
To say it's been awhile would be a vast understatement and knowing myself my next post will probably be another 6 months from now. I apologize in advance.
and now on to New Years Resolutions. Typically I opt for the traditional resolution, to "work out" and "eat healthier" knowing that it always turns into "bake more" and "watch Paula Deen marathons."

I just can't help myself! Once I get on a sugar kick (which is always) I just can't stop. It's a monster and as am I when I can't find chocolate. Yesterday I went to Target in hopes that trying on bathing suits would be enough motivation to jump start my spring bod. Instead I left the dressing room depressed and heading for the cookie aisle. And what did I leave Target with? A Cosmopolitan magazine, candle, and double chocolate chunk cookie mix...For heavens sake Sarah! I managed to purchase the most girly and pathetic items all in one swoop! Did I mention that I also ate the cookies and read Cosmo WHILE watching The Bachelor?
Top notch,
I hit my fat girl peak as I shrilled with delight when I thought Bachelor Ben was taking Kacie B. to a cheese factory.

A simple walk around Sonoma? What a let down Ben...And what evil camera man zoomed in on a cheese factory sign that had nothing to do with the date?
How did I digress from resolutions to cheese? Typical...

xoxo,
Muffin Top Mistress