Dear Santa,

My list is fairly simple this year.  I don’t want money.  I don’t need a car.  I have a roof over my head, a family to love, and plenty of necessities.

What I want dear Santa, is for this to be my last fat Christmas.  So if you can throw some inspiration my way every now and then, that would be great.  Maybe even gift me with an old picture of “thin me” for inspiration?  I can’t find any.  It seems the cameras weren’t rolling my way back then.   They sure are rolling now… and that dear Santa, is one of the many reasons why I want this to be my last fat Christmas.

Oh… and if you have time… throw some of these other things my way as well  (below are pictures for your convenience.  I know your eyesight isn’t what it once was):

The things listed above will make me feel pretty.  I like to feel pretty.  And feeling good about myself gives me tons of inspiration all year round! 

So thank you jolly Santa!

Love,

Me

P.S.  I baked you some cookies.