What was Santa Really Doing at Our House???????

This just in!  Somebody has exchanged all of my clothes for smaller ones!!!!!  I think I have it pinned down to Christmas Eve.  I am pretty sure that night was the last night that all of my clothes fit just right. . . . 

Here is how I think it goes:

Twas the night b4 Christmas and all through the house

Not a creature was stirring....I am sure there was a mouse

The stockings were hung

On my awesome Ikea shelf oh how that bill stung!

In hopes that St. Nicholas would soon be there

With Hubby in his sweats and me in my undertheres!

 I was sleeping in our nice snug bed

While visions of chocolate danced in my head

When out of the living room Santa he Came

Into my room and left me ashamed!

He stole all my perfect fitting jeans

and left me with little elf pants how mean!

I can barely get them up past my hips

And buttoning them brings naughty words to my lips

I have tried to call him and he will not answer

I am not sure why he is acting so peculiar

But I want my clothes back that fit me so right

On the Eve of Christmas Night!

So here is my warning to all those around

Hide all your clothes where they can't be found

Cause when the Holidays are gone

And there is snow on your lawn

Santa may try to steal your pants too

Cause I don't know what else happened do you?

-me!

Okay so maybe it wasn't Santa Maybe it was the new Hand To Mouth Exercise I have picked up....Nah it was Santa!

Merry Work off the Sweets Month!  BAH HUMBUG!