Dolce, Dolce, Dolce

Its all the Italian I know... but what I really know is that around the holidays, our office is bombarded with treats and sweets flying in from all directions. I was relieved yesterday when a fruit basket showed up in the breakroom. There was a pineapple, grapes, apples, oranges, bananas and pears. I took a pear and sat with a friend in the lounge for a few minutes while taking in something that was namely healthy as all of last week and everything else has been strictly dolce.

I love Christmas, the season, the warmth and smells that it brings from all of the fabulous treats. What is not so fabulous, are the few pounds that have recently taken up residency on my ass.