So, I stepped on the scale this morning. 192.5. Whew. I totally watched the numbers waver between 192.5 and 193 and I was willing them to stay at that .5 with every fiber of my being. Seriously. There was a major mental hurdle to jump with the .5 this week. Like I NEEDED it to…
i love food
Will someone please come and siphon the gas out of my car and confiscate my debit card please? PLEASE???
Because I think that might be the ONLY WAY to make me stop going to Moe’s for a twice-weekly burrito fix. I wish I were kidding. So, I was sick last week, right? Right. We’ve covered that. I’ve whined about it. I’ve tweeted about it. I’ve Facebooked about it. You’re all sick of hearing about…