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?)