Consequences

Ham. Brisket. Mashed Potatoes. Scalloped potatoes. Hot cross buns. Coconut cake. Chocolate bunnies. Chocolate everything…

“Hi, Zoe! Happy Easter! How’s everyone? Did you have a nice weekend?”

“Amy! Happy Easter to you, too, honey! We had a great holiday. Where’ve you been?”

“I spent the holiday with my family at my parents’ farm.”

“Oh, right! What am I thinking? You told me you’d be going. That must’ve been nice.”

“It was! But Zoe, there was so much food!”

SO MUCH!

“Uh-oh. Are those new pants a little tight?”

“Uncomfortably so! I’m so mad at myself! Are you working out tonight by chance?”

“I sure am! I’ve started Zumba! It’s so much fun!”

“You’re kidding!”

“Don’t be a fuddy-duddy! Come try! It’s at 8:00, and it’s a lot of fun. You’ll love it!”

“Fine. Whatever. I’ve got to get this body moving. So, no weights?”

“You can go early if you want, but I’ll be getting there last minute. Just don’t overdo it. You don’t want to be spent. She works us hard!”

​“Noted! Thanks, partner! See you tonight!”

​Zumba. How hard could it be?