I Blame HER
These are my paternal grandparents. I love this picture because there are exactly three pictures of my grandparents together and what? She couldn't take the apron off, not even for a minute? Anyway, as I was lying in bed last night counting calories to fall asleep, I suddenly remembered this picture. And I got a little frightened over what might be if I don't get on the Weight Watchers Train right now.
Freaking fat genes.
Plus, that expression on her face? Exactly how I feel.
(Okay, just in case you are worried that this is turning into a weight-loss blog, I'd like to reassure you. It's just that while I'm dieting, that's ALL I CAN THINK ABOUT --at least for the first week. So, soon, I'll returning to blogging about... well, whatever it is that I blog about. Life? Knitting? Submissive Urination in Dogs?)
Suburbancorrespondent wins the prize for the paradigm shift early in the day category. I prefer to think of it as Chinese Water Torture. Hum. Wonder why I've had problems with this.
By the way, your grandmother is thinner than I am, I think.
Trust me, there are many worse things you can be than fat.
I just felt the need to say that. Now back to our regularly scheduled programming.
I started WW 6 days ago and have lost 2 pounds. It really does work. (It doesn't hurt that I've been going to the gym like a mad woman either :)
I don't like the way I feel in my skin either. I'm just uncomfortable.
GO US! GO!