I miss you. My thighs are jiggling and my muffin top is rapidly beginning to expand over the sides of my pants. I set my alarm for 6:30 am this morning to wake up, be healthy and get my ever growing booty to the gym, but alas, you were absent and I rolled over to reset my alarm for 7:30 am. Once up, I squeezed myself into a pair of cute red pants from LOFT and did my hair for work.
I have a Christmas party hosted by one of my colleagues this evening. I know you have left me, but please come back for this party so that I limit myself from holiday goodies and too much booze. Also, if you could return for good, I would really appreciate your presence.