holidays = claorie bomb

and i'm talkin the hiroshima of them all. i know poland has a strange history filled with periods of terrible poverty, but i see no reason to keep the tradition of stuffing faces during holidays alive when every day is supersized. still, it's nice to see what little family i can and this year went pretty smoothly. photo booth was a huge hit with the older ladies. greg makes wicked "paskha", one taste of that and i knew the kilos would keep commin.

andy is still away which sux. i can't get to sleep once i go into "non solo" mode which means i end up in bed browsing depressing model galleries (for inspiration) and other peoples blogs (for inspiration). tonight has therefore taught me, that i need a nose job and a leg-extending operation as well as a blog layout redesign. i think i'll get on the latter first.

oh, and i discovered this on blogspot :)