When you step on the scale and the number is the highest it has EVER been, save those fortunate times when you could blame the baby cooking in your uterus, you know it's time to get working.
Yes, readers. I'm about to go all Jillian Michael's on my body. And I'm positive this is going to make for some interesting, more-sarcastic-than-normal, blogging.
So stayed tuned. Tune in often. And bring your friends and your air-popped popcorn.
Since I figure I need to lose the equivalent of a toddler in weight, this is going to be a LONG process.
The female penchant for overexaggeration never ceases to amaze me. ;-)
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