It's a good thing I don't have any followers besides my sisters, because if anyone had been holding their breath until the next entry, they'd be dead.
I'd like to say I have been busy being thin, but let's cut right to the chase. As my fingers are tickling the keys on this Sunday morn at 8:17 in the a.m., I am eating a Hershey's Hug. I am the same me I was several blogs (and many months) ago. If there's one thing I'm not, it's a quitter...someone needs to eat these candies, who else is going to do it? You? Let me be frank. Mmmmmm, hot dogs. Oh wait, not that kind of frank. Let me be honest with you. I have worked really hard to create this body, and I'm keeping it.
My sisters and I were at the mall recently. We passed by a kiosk that featured a tea you drink and magically become thin. There was the most energetic, perky, (and yes..thin) sales girl manning the booth, and she optimistically singled me out as her next "project." She smiled a wide, tooth-whitened grin and asked me if I would like to sample the brew. She looked so hopeful, so confident in her offer. Imagine her shock when I answered, "No thanks, I like being fat." Seriously. That is what I said. The look on her face was priceless. It should have been one of those MasterCard ads.
I'm glad we got the whole exercising thing out of the way. Now we can focus on other things. Besides, it's time for me to make breakfast. I'm serving "skillets." A ginormous serving of hash browns covered with omelette-style eggs, a layer of sausage, and all this crowned with country gravy. I can feel my arteries hardening as I eat. I'm so in tune with my body.
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