No guilt

Q: If you could live one day without consequences, what would you do? Would you get a tattoo just to see what it was like? Would you skip work or school and sleep all day? Would you have a one-night-stand, or would you buy a yacht, or would you tell your parents what you REALLY think of them? If you could live one day without consequences, what would you do?


No consequences, huh? Meaning, food has no calories, right? Well then...

Diet and good eating habits are out the window. All attempts at losing the last two pregnancies worth of weight gain are suspended. Breakfast would consist of giant cinnamon rolls, bacon and sausage, crispy hash browns and an extra large glass of orange juice. Ooh, and crepes. Yeah, with powdered sugar. And a warm pumpkin spice cake doughnut from Krispy Kreme to top it all off.

I would NOT go on my walk/jog today, because frankly, I'm tired of sucking it up and walking despite the pain in my heel and the pain in my hip. I would, however, put my feet up and read a good book. With a box or two of chocolate-covered macadamia nuts, cashews and almonds to snack on while reading.

I certainly would not tackle the 15 loads of laundry waiting for my attention (and obviously, since my family needs clothes, the laundry fairy would visit.) In fact, I'd just get Molly Maids to drop by and take care of the house for the day.

I'd meet DH for lunch at the Melting Pot, without kids of course. We would have some of everything...meat, cheese and dessert fondue! After lunch, I'd head off to the scrapbook store...all alone...for some quality shopping time. And I'd actually buy more than one sheet of paper and a sticker strip. Following an afternoon of guilt-free shopping, I'd meet DH for dinner at Larcos. We'd order an appetizer and dessert...the chocolate bomb! And we would stop at the store on the way home for a pint of Haagen Daas icecream to eat while indulging in a sappy, tear-producing chick flick.

The kids would all be fed and properly in bed, courtesy of my no-consequence day nanny, so I could stay up as late as I want, scrapping and eating a selection of favorite foods...a Heath bar, perhaps some Reeses' Pieces, more icecream and a deep-dish pepperoni pizza. Before retiring, I'd pop onto the computer to place a few on-line orders...books, stamps, more scrapping supplies, another cookbook for the collection...and then I'd retire with a smile on my face, knowing none of my day's behavior would catch up with me in the morning.