So yesterday on a whim, I decided to try on my size 12 jeans that I had bought. I knew they wouldn’t fit, but I wanted to try anyway. What do you know, they fit. They were a little tight, but no camel toe. (ok I know I should not use the toe reference, but you got the picture. yikes.)
Anyway, in my self destroying nature, yesterday afternoon I ate myself out of house and home.
Dare I tell you?
I skipped my bike ride.
And I ate/drank French onion soup, a breadstick, a cappachino, 2 big pieces of chocolate cake, fried shrimp flautas, a bite of an apple crepe, a slice of pepperoni pizza, a piece of cheesey bread, and two glasses of wine. I am shameful and like some really bad cartoon.
No, I didn’t try on the pants this morning.
Wednesday, May 06, 2009
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2 comments:
sounds about what I eat everyday, is thst a bad thing?
:P
You can always try the pants on later.... It did sound like you had a good day of food.
Aunt Chelle
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