I’m the grinch and global warming is a b*tch

So … merry Christmas y’all!

Global warming has manifested itself into a balmy, 70 degree christmastide here in Atlanta and Mother is not pleased.

Just a few mere days post winter solstice, I was fully expecting to be covering all of my extra weight underneath comfy turtle necks and stretchy pants that are totally en Vogue for those of us with more booty than a little bit.

I love this time of year specifically because it is my caterpillar time … I wear comfy layers like a cocoon to hide all of the holiday weight whilst secretly hitting the gym twice a day so that by the time the weather is supposed to turn warm, mother is serving snatched waist, butterfly realness for the gods.

Alas … I will sweat in this ungodly heat if I wear these woolen threads and so I must cocoon in cotton tees - revealing the holiday pounds to the masses.

Sigh.

Hooray … it’s Christmas :-/