So today is shopping day. It would be church day - but the last time I went to church I got bitten by a dog, so that just reminded me that I'm not at all religious.
Oooh, my cousin was a non practising Catholic, and it's his funeral on Thursday, so I wonder what'll happen to me at that church. If my hair was shorter you could probably see the 666 on my scalp. But I hide it well.
I took my funeral trousers up by 3 inches yesterday. They'll do. That was a reminder that Bhs only do trousers for women who are at least 5'8" and sadly I'm not. If I was incidently I'd have a BMI of 23. Oh to be 3" taller. Anyone got a rack?
So yesterday I learnt that the only time I can eat nuts and eggs (yeah yeah I know I shouldn't have them anyway) is late at night when I can sleep through the effects. I lost hours yesterday to lolling around because (and I'm not kidding) my stomach blew up to the point where I thought I was on the set of Alien about to sprout an ugly bugger.
So today, having to yet put on weight this weekend, I'm determined to stay off the protein and stick with the CD. The jury is still out as to whether or not I succumb to a salad.
Sometimes I think I'll never learn.
But I am still the same weight my ticker says. Which is a minor miracle for the weekend.
Target weight any year now, I can feel it in my bones.
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Hi Debz,
I know what you mean about the church thingie, but i am sure even the Catholic ghurch let nutters in, well i know they do cause i get in when ever i go with my god daughter, and i have not been blown to bits yet, hope the funeral is not to stressfull, and goes as well as it can. I so hope you reach your target weight about the same time as me. I would like to see some photos of you at goal, soon i hope.
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