Food Addictions, Soul Mates, and Holiday Blues...Not Neccessarily in that Order...

It's cold this morning. The cold weather in this state has got me in a bit of a funk that I just can't shake.

I am so not feeling being at work right now. I've got that whole holiday blues thing going on and it's really not attractive. It's not really my bag, but I'm sucking it up and pressing on. I mean that's what you do during this time of year right? No matter how much you dislike someone or how much you'd like to throw a skillet of hot grits on them you don't. You go to their terribly boring parties, screw on your smile, and make the best of the free booze. I guess that's what got me down right now is that I get so burned out from being nice to people I hate and I really don't want to do it this year. Does anyone else have this problem? I know there are people who live for this time of year and I wish they would choke on a fruit cake, but that's neither here nor there. I want to know who else dreads having to be nice to everybody during the holidays because I know I'm not the only one who feels this way.

And while I'm on the subject of being nice to people I hate... I went to the leasing office of my apartment complex to get two gym keys for the roommate and myself only to be told that 1) They didn't have the keys they said they would have Monday and 2) the gym is closed right now for no reason apparently just that they felt it was good time to piss me off. Now, I will admit that yes, I have only gone to the gym here once, but I am really trying to make an effort to go more often. You know how it goes, one last effort to live up to last year's resolution to work out more. Needless to say, I'm pretty slack ass on that one. I've recently embraced the fact that I will never have rock hard abs because I love food too much. You may not be able to tell it at first glance, but I do enjoy eating. If given the chance I would do it all the damn time. It's not even that I don't like health food because I do, if it's food I'm there. It's just proportions that will screw me up every time. I'm a big supporter of the super sized fries. What really gets me in trouble is when I go to Cracker Barrell because I turn into Carnie Wilson pre-bypass. I mean it's one of those where you have to hide small children and animals because I might mistake them for something that's rolled off my plate. Yeah, it's that bad.

The thing you've got to understand is that most people have this horrendous eating habits and have to deal with all on their own, I am not so unfortunate. My best friend and roommate also shares my love for the CB. I'm not really a big believer in "The One," but I do think everybody has a soulmate and I definitely know that Rebecca is mine. From day one she was by far the most fabulous creature I had ever set eyes on. Rebecca is one of those people that I think everyone should have to meet at some point in their life. Talented, fashionable, with a touch of country bumpkin thrown into the mix has created on hell of a woman. I don't think I've ever not had a good time when this chick was around. She's been my rock for almost five years now. I met Rebecca while I was still living in Huntsville, AL. She and I started working at the same restaurant and instantly became partners in crime. After four and a half years we've been through many a significant other, countless road trips, and some crazy inside jokes. I wouldn't trade her for anything in the world. Now after countless years of planning and coordinating we're both living in Nashville and it is truly the biggest adventure of my life.