BOO!!!  No, not ‘boo’ as in a negative response, but ‘boo’ as in I-just-scared-the-Bejesus-out-of-you-didn’t-I? Happy day between my birthday and Halloween, bishes.

I’m feeling pretty smug about how fabulously I snubbed my abusive boyfriend (the scale) this week. Oh, I could hear him lurking there under the bathroom sink with his sneering good looks, cheap beer and tribal tattoos, but I ignored the dink. As far as my week went in terms of eating, I was pretty stellar… well, until two days ago. It was Scary Movie Club and it’s widely-known that large amounts of popcorn should be shoveled in thy mouth in a darkened theater. Little known fact: if it’s a scary movie, Carrie in this instance, you can add layered butter without consequence. True. Google it.

Yesterday was my birthday, not that I’m attention-seeking or anything. You’re damn right I eat cake on my birthday. I’m not a Nazi. I had some at work and there was another cake at home, so obviously, I had both. Mmm, lard cake. That’s the kind where you have juuust enough cake to act as a vehicle for 17 pounds of icing per slice. If you’re after my heart, add a few roses on that slab of heaven.

This week was a prime example of ‘real life’ eating. There are certain things I hold dear, e.g. movie popcorn, and will allow myself once a month. Birthday cake once a year – why the hell not? And believe it or not, I lost 2 pounds of prime bish anyway. Woo!

Thanks for popping by. Happy Halloween and may you get the sh*t scared out of you many times to help purge the handful of mini Wunderbars you may or may not have ingested… by accident of course.

Love,

Lori

Pounds lost this week: 2

Total pounds lost: 56.1