I fell off the wagon whilst home alone last night - I sniffed out and then scoffed 2 tubes of cheese & onion pringles, a pack of cadbury's snow-stars, a full panettone, some crackers and a medium-sized pork pie...
I feel very poorly sick today, but I blame Pa for neglecting me, especially near Christmas. I think humanoids call it comfort eating? I'm feeling very uncomfortable today... Still, only 3 more sleeps to Santa!
Pa said this morning I may not live that long? I think he was joking but as per usual I'm not totally sure, maybe he thinks I've got food poisoning?!
I think he's a bit stressed, nevermind, soon be Christmas.
