Gaining weight like a man when you’re a man is manly. Gaining weight like a man when you are a short 30-year-old woman is depressing. My tramp stamp was frowning.That’s no good. So I cut out the sugar and saved my ass from being swallowed by my muffin top.
I have uttered the phrase “I’d rather be dead than live without bread and beer.” If I was smart, I’d switch bread and beer around for the rhyme and make it a family motto, but I’m not. Also, now I’m kinda living without bread and beer. But not completely. Saturday I eat whatever the fudge I want.
SUCK IT, NAYSAYERS. Better late to the looking good naked party than never.
People who talk about their diets are annoying. I know.
The decor of the kitchen is cabin chic. the menu, Carb-less. The owner, hot. I feel like she was fat before and now she’s skinny. Kudos to her. It was a seat yourself situation and the special was walnut encrusted salmon, roasted zucchini parmesan and spinach. An adorable blonde girl came in with fresh spinach leaves and set them on the counter. Quaint.
The wine selection was of the fancy-box variety. It’s not a complete oxymoron any more.
Slow carb diet gets 8 out of 10 walnuts. Because it’s hard to eat in restaurants. But I’m skinny and not hungry anyway.