Skip to content

Because it’s Friday: ‘Tis the Season

December 20, 2013


“My stomach looks like a lowercase b.”

“I ate the cookies like they were carrots.”

“Maybe I should put down this burrata.”

“I’m losing sight of my ribcage.”

“Oh, I’m fat, there’s no getting past it.”

What do all of these self-deprecating statements have in common with one another, you ask? They’re all quotes from the mouths of me, my friends, and family in the past seven days. The holiday season is here and our waistlines are so kind to remind us.

If I look back a few days and forward a week, I see a calendar that is full of hors d’oeuvre cocktail parties and dinners. I see me making valiant efforts to go to the gym so that maybe I can enjoy at least one of the eight upcoming cheese plates guilt free. I see my scale phobia grow tenfold. But in the midst of seeing the button of my pants flying off, I also see laughter. I see family time and hanging out with old friends. I see decorating the Christmas tree with my mom. I see celebrating those last final hours of 2013 with some of my closest friends. The holiday season is here indeed, and it is wonderful.

But let’s get back to the eating, shall we?

While talking with my friend about my rapidly growing fupa the other day, she told me to,”Lock it up,” and rightfully so. “It’s the holidays,” she continued, “We’re all in this together.” And that’s when I finally relaxed. The Holiday 8 — aka the month long period of excessive eating and inevitable weight gain — is something we all experience, or at least it is in my family and friend circle. And maybe this makes me a bad person (sorry, Santa), but I take comfort in knowing that I’m not alone when I zip up my skirt and find that it’s a wee bit tighter than it was just a few weeks ago.

So should you find yourself cursing your mirror or breaking out the elastic waistband or smashing your scale with the rolling pin you used to make a double batch of sugar cookies, rejoice in knowing that I’m right there with you (no, not literally, because that would just be creepy). My pants are feeling tighter. My jackets a little snug. Even my socks seem to have stretched out. But you know what? I’m going to go and enjoy a slice of Bouche de Noël because it’s the holidays and that’s what they’re (kind of) about.

One Comment leave one →
  1. Laura permalink
    December 20, 2013

    You’re so right! Even thought the holidays cruelly coincide with bikini season here (so unfair), I’ll be enjoying my wine and cheese and fruitcake right along with you. Wishing you a happy xmas & new year, Sonia!

    x Laura

Leave a Comment

Note: You can use basic XHTML in your comments. Your email address will never be published.

Subscribe to this comment feed via RSS