Do you ever look at your girlfriends and think, "You shouldn't be wearing that" and silently cringe for them. Well, I do and if you don't then pat yourself on the back and stop reading this blog now, because we don't have much in common, you fabulous person you! Now back to my point. Anyway, you know that your friend has been working out hard, watching her food and wine intake and has lost some poundage, but she prematurely puts on a pair of jeans that she shouldn't be wearing yet. Well, I have been wearing the same pair of jeans for the past month?! The reason being my ass won't fit in any others. I refuse to buy a new pair to accommodate my--- because that is settling and lazy. The next time it could be elastic. Now I will buy a new pair when my --- is smaller and the cycle of maintaining starts all over again. Now there is that friend, who is skinny and works out all the time, but wears things that are too tight, which makes her look fat. That is just sad and wrong. Then there is that friend who does not eat period. I try to avoid those types of friends all together. They are usually a head case, and life is too short for all that mess. Well, today I am "that friend" who is being premature. I just put on a pair of jeans that are too tight! Please Mirror say it isn't so. I'm tired of wearing the same jeans. I have been doing yoga , walking, and even a little running. If I just hadn't drank that bottle of vino last night. Damn.
When I got back from Scotland, my husband had bought a new scale. Harsh reality. How many fish and chips did you eat? I liked the old scale. You could bounce on it a couple of times and make it fluctuate five to seven pounds in your favor. Damn fish and chips(Scotland). Damn lobster with drawn butter (Maine). Damn good though. Damn you digital scale(Husband). While I am on a roll, Damn Scott Schuman( thesatorialist.blogspot.com) for making me even care about all the above in the first place. And Damn for good measure, and yes, I am going to go change. Damn!
Nan
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