Cleveland Amory once said that only men could be curmudgeons. Fine. I've set out to be a curmudgeonette.
I'm middle-aged, single, owned by two dogs and so white bread all my clothes should say "Wonder." If it weren't for the sock sex, I would be absolutely indistinguishable from other Midwestern females. Fortunately, I have a few little quirks that keep me slightly different.
Sunday, November 25, 2007
Profundity
This was going to be a thoughtful Sunday night post about something philosophical.
Then I got on the scale.
I've lost one hundred fifty pounds since July 6th, 2006.
I'm too giddy to be philosophical.
*squeeeeeeeee*
6 comments:
Zayrina
said...
Part of your lost fat has attached itself to my ass. Please send your lost fat East, not West.
Whoo Hoo Jammies. That is incredible. I am so proud of you.
HUGS
(PS. I love it when the word verifications are so long that the letters scrunch together. The mushed letters combined with the nasty font selections make them next to impossible to decifer, even with my glasses on. wishe me luck)
6 comments:
Part of your lost fat has attached itself to my ass. Please send your lost fat East, not West.
Thank you.
PS, good job!
Whoo Hoo Jammies. That is incredible. I am so proud of you.
HUGS
(PS. I love it when the word verifications are so long that the letters scrunch together. The mushed letters combined with the nasty font selections make them next to impossible to decifer, even with my glasses on. wishe me luck)
Jammies! That is awesome! Congrats. *grins*
Hot damn, Jammies! Cool!
Yay, Jammies!
Yay Jammies! Well done! :D
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