Happy New Year! Apparently 2011 is officially the future? Can my new MacBook Pro tell the future....? I'm not sure, but it sure is awesome to blog with :)

Christmas was magical and the anticipation for New Year's eve and the actual night was as well, like usual.  I love love love "the holiday season".  I know it's corny, I know it's tacky, but you have to admit that this time of year feels different.  It's special, merrier, cozier, and even when it's super cold up here in the North, the end of December just feels warmer.  But then it ends, everything, decorations and the real world included, comes crashing down.  Normal winter days slap you in the face.  I get sad, lazier, I am the definition of sloth right about now.  I haven't even had the motivation to blog on my snazzy new computer because getting out from under the covers before 1pm has become a chore.  My grandma would be so displeased.  Maybe it's the frigid air and lack of sunshine, or maybe laziness leads to more laziness, but whatever it is, I have it.  I'm trying to shake it off, like today, I actually ordered my books for grad school, all $450 of them.  Getting old and footing the bill yourself, actually, even seeing the cost of books (and not having the bookstore magically wrap them all for you) really sooooks.  I just keep telling myself that learning how to "reframe organizations", the "tools of government"and microeconomics in relation to administration are what I'm destined for.  Ha! Only time will tell....

So, I don't know about you, but while being festive this season I ate. I ate a lot. I have another problem.  My mind is centered on food.  I think I am probably thinking about food roughly 80% of the day.  Is that a lot?  It's not constantly about food I want to eat, but food I want to make. (I tried to warn you I had become obsessed.)  It seems that since I discovered food blogging, I have turned into a headhunter of recipes.  Then I want to try my discovered wealth.  I make the recipes.  I eat the recipes.  It's turning into a rather vicious cycle.  Like my experiment with the famed cakeballs.  Little did I stop and think that 2 boxes of cake mix would make around 300 cakeballs.  Cowabunga.  But aren't they presh?

Did I mention I don't belong to a gym in my hometown?  This homegirl is getting scared, especially when The Biggest Loser commercials come on, or Valerie Bertinelli tries to tell me how cool Weight Watchers is.  The weight of all of the holiday food I have consumed is heavy on my mind and makes me want to run for the hills - literally.  In true me-form, last night, instead of doing sit-ups or something equally productive, I researched healthy recipes, because as much as I love Pioneer Woman and her ladles of bacon grease and cup upon cup of heavy cream, my thighs are not responding well.  I have a healthy recipe working list going now and I'm proud of it.  One step in the right direction, right?  Here is the one I can't wait to try:  Sesame Noodles.

With that, I'm signing off, right after I upload a "Daily Olive".  Sheeeeeeee's baaaack! xoxo