Last night as I was seeing the bottom of our toilet in a very intimate way I decided that is it. I need to eat better. I need to treat my body like I treat my furnace (or, I will treat my furnace, when we finally get it!). I keep a filter on that, I only feed it good things, and what do I do to the thing keeping me ALIVE? I feed it chocolate, and fat, and delicious happiness. Only it doesn’t provide delicious happiness, it provides a large butt.
Anyway, after talking with my friend Lara, we decided that as kitchy as weight loss blog is, we need the support of our friends, and most importantly our husbands. Drew could stand to lose a few pounds, and I think we saw each other sacrificing we’d be more willing to play wii instead of sit on the couch and eat chips with ranch dressing (Drew’s favorite, and yes — I am serious).
So, I made a new little blog: