so. Christmas was pretty awful this year. I'm glad it's over. That's all I'm going to say about that.

After a week of actually cooking meals for myself (eg egg & sausage for breakfast, meat + two veg for dinner) I've decided that I must be a vegetarian by nature. A second turkey dinner last night seemed to put the cap on my life as a carnivore. I can feel myself sweating animal fat out during training. On the plus side (and size), it's keeping my cheeks chubby which cuts down on wrinkles. I'm going to make a t-shirt, "My fountain of Youth contains trans fats".
Any of my clothes that were within a 50 ft radius of the kitchen smell like roasting turkey, onion and herbs. That's not a bad smell when you haven't eaten for hours and are just arriving home but not something I want to face every time I put my coat on. And it didn't help that I had to pick through the carcass after boiling it for soup. Yep. Leek and potato soup is my new favourite.
What? Turkey stock is the best soup base? Ugh...