Friday, August 27, 2010

Day 12: This is NOT Puberty, It's a Hella Short Blog


I know it is early in the day, I've barely had anything interesting to eat. I'm here for two reasons:

1. Here is the dip that I told you about---->Skordalia is a thick Greek sauce made by combining crushed garlic (lots of garlic) with a bulky base usually a pure of potatoes and bread and then beating in olive oil to make a smooth emulsion. I copied that from a website....I wish I could cut and paste my gut. Arrgh.

2. I am suffering from acne. I don't know what the hell is going on, but my Lovely suspects the lamb shank. I am not pleased. I hardly suffered from acne as a teen and now here I am, a mere 30 years from retirement with pimples on my chin. Ewwww. I am so not pleased.

I think my body is trying to tell me something. Something along the lines of, keep it up Fatty McFat Fat, eat another chip.


I hear you, Body. I hear you and I will heed your warning. At this rate I will have to start a new blog, specifically for my Body.

Today I had a toasted garlic bagel with chive cream cheese. Garlic is GREAT for your heart, or your circulation or something that definitely has to do with your heart. Truly I mean heart in the anatomical way, it is not good for your cutesy xoxoxo heart.

Case in point, the goodbye kiss from my Lovely today was hesitate and dry.

Another lesson learned.

For lunch I think I will have the Ally McB buffet: toothpicks and mints.

I will miss Florida very, very much. However, I am looking forward to getting back on track. It is going to be so hard not to leap onto my scale as soon as I get home, but I think I have to. After all, how else will I effectively document my miraculous comeback?

Let's schedule this. I'm not big on schedules; I don't even wear a watch. I have not scheduled ANYTHING this entire vacation, so I almost feel required to schedule.

Next weigh-in date and time: Monday, August 30@8pm.

Trust me when I tell you, weighing in at night is the worst possible time, but that is the earliest that I think I will be home. I would be lying to you if I told you that I was planning on waiting until Tuesday morning. My scale will be straight Edgar Allen Poe'ing my arse.

Its good that we are driving home. We will be eating like campers, handfuls of nuts and baggies of fruit. I'm looking forward to it.

I love me for losing, I'm on my way (you should hear how hard I just sucked my teeth)



  1. keep it up girl. yeah, my next weigh in is sept 8 first thing am. hell no i don't do night weigh-ins.

  2. Maybe I should wait until the morning. Shoot, after a night weigh in, I might be reaching for the chocolate, tequila and razor blades...not necessarily in that order.