The other day I had coffee with my friend since high school. I was telling her about OS and how I wrote about being pressured into getting married now. She commented " The thing is, you're 10 pounds overweight that's why he won't marry you yet."
And this comes from a woman (is she really?) who is taking her master's degree in psychology. Great way to make me feel inadequate. Is it reverse pyschology, perhaps?
So now, I am not just pressured to get married, I am also pressured to lose those last 10 pounds. Or else, my lovey dovey will leave me for someone more svelte and slim and marry her.
Sunday night, I set the alarm at 6AM and vowed to wake up early to jog. Brrng! 6AM... 5 more minutes won't hurt...10 minutes...Oops it's 6:45...Damn, i'll just do it tomorrow.
Lunchtime, my co-worker handed out her latest creation, black forest brownies. See, she's a budding pastry chef and i don't want to hurt her feelings if I didn't have any. A piece won't make me into a size of a truck, right? Okay, two pieces are still okay, they're all getting a second piece anyway. Wow, this stuff's really really good! And before I knew it, we all ate the last of the brownie. I don't even know any more how many I ate. I can already hear my honey saying goodbye darling sorry but you missed the deadline and didn't lose the 10 pounds ta-ta my darling maybe in the next life.
Tuesday night, feeling miserable, I am in front of TV watching a gameshow. I refuse to eat even though my stomach feels like it's slowly eating itself. No...must...not..eat...for...the...sake...of...love....ohhh...Phone suddenly rang, it's my honey. "Hey, I bought pizza burgers for us, are you feeling hungry?" Oh my god...is this a test? "Uhm, no not really, but come over here if you feel like it." In thirty minutes he was sitting beside me, and we're both eating burger. One arm wrapped behind my back, me leaning on him. We're both watching Whell of Fortune.
And the extra 10 pounds? I asked if he minds that I have on 10 extra pounds. He responded by pinching my lovehandles. i guess there's a reason behind calling it LOVE handles.


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And pffffft, 10 pounds ain't nothing!! Now, 150 extra pounds, oooooo, might have to talk!! :D Just kidding!!!!
OMG girl.. do not give in to anyone.. you are not fat..
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Best Wishes,
Blittie
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