I’m twenty-four hours sugar free and crazy as a Betsy bug which in case you didn’t know is an insect that flies around erratically and make lots of noise, and seems …well…crazy. Continue reading
I’m guessing Rudolph got sick of being the butt of all the reindeer jokes and decided to sleep through Christmas this year. My gifts all came early in a gas powered vehicle. My family and I have already cleared the gift giving portion of Christmas due to work schedules.
I’m wee bit ashamed to tell you we elected to open the brown boxes instead of re-wrapping all the stash. We figured it saved on the expense of gift wrapping paper and scotch tape, and there was the added surprise in opening the gifts without a clue as to whom they belonged. Continue reading
I’ve been on a diet since age 12 and I’m sick of the whole process which has done little more than give me an eating disorder. I cannot enjoy dining because I’m mentally counting carbs or calories.
First same Metrical (remember that awful canned science project?), then a series of deprivation diets such as Weight Watchers, The Mediterranean Diet, Atkins, South Beach and Slimfast. Continue reading