WAIT! Hold your congratulations!
Alas…I have not lost the ten pounds…the other night as were getting ready for bed, FabHubs hopped on the scale (yes, at night…after dinner) and said, “Well, I have hit the 10-pound mark.”
This is FabHubs. He of the rugged, muscled, strong, already thin enough, blessed metabolism variety.
He who eats triple helpings of dessert and three-egg omelets with 3 slices bacon and 3 slices sausage, plus toast and grits without a second thought.
He who will eat three-quarters of a meat lover’s pizza in a single sitting.
Yes…I am down 22 pounds since July 20. But that is intentional and I have not eaten even a quarter of what he has eaten….I have worked very hard for my weight loss and his is accidental incidental….and my fault because his dinners (and only his dinners that I cook) have been lightened up!
Boy I tell you…life sure isn’t fair!!!!!
HMMPPHHH!
1 comment:
Oh, man! Doesn't it always work out that way. Congratulations on the 20 pounds, by the way. That's incredible!
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