Who are you calling a big slacker, narrow-pants?
So it's like this:
It was Jen's birthday (when last you and I spoke) and that involved a lot of food...like this...
..and especially this...
But, at 3pm that Sunday, we got a call from home that someone had done this...
...and this...
...and suddenly our beautiful tomato crop was going to fit into a small basket.
Apparently some kid who had been getting a driving lesson came down the hill behind our house, jumped off the side of the road, hit two cars in the driveway behind us, careened through a couple of trees and crashed through our two vegetable beds, finally coming to a rest along our back hedge, fifty feet from where it first violated the vegetables. Total effing downer.
So the rest of Sunday and a couple of days after we spent time picking what fruit we could, and ripped up the plants.
"But Dunc, that doesn't explain the other ten days you've been AWOL, so what's up, fat butt?"
Oh, that's ust great, beanpole, I don't see you making comments lately? Did I get fatter, is that why you don't want to leave any comments?
Actually, I've been struggling to push below 225, but yesterday, after mowing for two hours in the baking-hot sun I got down to 223. Yes, I went back up to 227 when I drank...like...five gallons of water. Work and home has been hectic, and so other exercise has been mnu-hum-na-hum-da-dum...or whatever. Shut up.
Anyway, it's Jen's mother's birthday tomorrow, and we had an early celebration on Wednesday, when Jen's aunt, uncle and cousin came into town from Rhode Island. I made barbecue ribs. They were delicious, thanks. Sorry you didn't get an invite but apparently you aren't cool enough, so work on that, won't you?
So now, here I sit, late Saturday afternoon, watching "In Plain Sight" on the DVR, thinking about what we might have for dinner tonight, and how I'm going to drop that 7lbs in the two weeks before my Labor Day target. When I began this adventure..what is it, eight weeks ago...I knew it would be tough and that there would be times the weight came off slower than others, but I never really thought about the correlation between losing weight and how frequently I update this here blog. Seems that writing about it keeps me motivated to do something about it, and while I'm not writing I lose weight slower, and it takes more effort. Maybe, probably, I need to get back to doing this a few times a week, because I know that it works better for me when I do.
Your job is to read, and keep me honest and writing. Could you do that for me, slim?
Good.
1 comments:
I hope you prosecuted the Tomato Ripper's face off. As for weight loss, apparently eating All Bran instead of two of your daily meals is a working method. Apparently you can even have a banana with it. I guess the theory is that you poop away the pounds. I dunno. Stick at it, my man.
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