I’m getting fat!
I’m 6’0 and… 200lbs.
Yup, I crossed the threshold today. I was weighing Khan and noticed an increase in his weight. “My baby boy’s getting fat!” I said, but then realized it wasn’t my kitty who needs a diet – his treats are low-fat – but me.
Here’s the proof:
No stunt fatty was used. Those are my two feet right before they ran out the door to borrow a copy of “The South Beach Diet”. Basically it’s one of those risky diets where you just cut out all the food you love.
I’ll start it as soon as I get paid next.
Actually, I’m not. All the healthiest stuff – vegetables, dairy, meats and so forth is on the perimeter of the store whereas all the prepackaged junk is in the aisles. Dolly never gives confusing advice.
The perimiters of the grocery store? Every one who read that is confused.
Start shopping the perimeters of the grocery store only~