So much for last week’s blog which was posted this week. Another week and another two pounds and this was only a four day week since I stuffed myself on Memorial Day. And how did I do it, you may ask (and I know that is exactly what you are all asking)? Foul - Jim and of course Pickles. Turkey and Chicken for lunch and supper, exercise at 5 AM each morning and my favorite diminishing returns green food at night. And just for the record, I do know how to spell “fowl” and “gym” but I just wanted to see if you were paying attention. And to set the record even more straight, there is no way I would get up 5 AM any morning to see anyone named Jim. I am in a committed relationship with Meryl and besides I don’t even like the name Jim, although if I did there is still no way I would be sweating with him at 5 AM or anytime for that matter. That is not to say that there would be anything wrong with that if that were my proclivity. So sorry Puphal and sorry to all those scandalous insiders who don’t recognize a confident secure densely challenged man when they see one.
Well enough of being silly. Since I started this blog I lost ten pounds and today I got my second Gold Star from Weightwatchers. Soon I will be signing autographs. Lastly Happy Birthday to my sister Blanche, who, along with my mother and father, has always been thin. Where did I go wrong?
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