Friday, February 25, 2011

The Enemy

It's hard to lose weight when you get to be my age.    

I need to learn how to recognize and have the 
willpower to resist the enemy
They look sweet and innocent.  
But they are pushers.  


The enemy used to be easy to recognize because
 of their attire.


  But now there are unmarked uniforms involved a.k.a. grandparents, aunts, uncles, and yes...  
even mom's and dad's.   

This is not my fault. 


 I didn't order them.  Hubby ordered them from...  ahem...  a grandparent.


  You can't trust anyone these days. 



Someone needs to be held accountable.

Thoughtful Thursday and Jimmy-Legs

Tuesday was spa day.  Spa day is always ruffffffff  for me since standing too long gives me jimmy-legs (legs that shake in case you have nev...