31/12/11
So I feel i need to balance things out slightly, after yesterdays pro's of being fat, so here's the con's, sorry guys it had to be done!
Generally as a rule us 'overgrowners' can do anything we want, we are not all confined to a bed waiting for the wall to be taken down so we can go outside, shock horror we actually lead pretty normal lifes. But even i have to admit that there are a few downsides to being fat, the one that bugs me the most is clothes! Now this is a minefield all in itself, first of all you have the size problem, you know you go into one shop and your a size 16 you go into another and cant even get the size 20 past your big toe. It is so disheartening to feel fairly good one minute and then like a heiffer the next, i really wish that shops would make a standardized size, its like that pain pleasure senario. Wow i fit into a size 16 i must have lost some weight, maybe i will treat myself tonight to a little bar or two........Then trundle next door and sit and stomp your feet in upset rage as the size 20 dont fit- starvation diet here i come! Then there is the price! Everything costs more for a fatty, i understand that maybe we use more cloth and all that, but then at least we use the whole cloth and none of it is being snipped off and thrown away to fit around our dainty little waists, so really shouldnt the skinny's be paying more? for there downright waste of material? But i have to say my all time favourite annoyance is fashion! Now i believe that no matter what your size you can look attractive and pretty if you dress appropiately, but fashion designers seem to think that if something looks good on a size 6 model they will just expand the material and make exactly the same thing for a size 20. Thats when the problems occur, you have large ladies squeezing into boob tubes and mini skirts simply because the shop makes them in their size. Why cant we have different designs completely? That way we wont have people walking round with bellies hanging out instead we have people dressed lovely, elegantly regardless of what their size tag says.
Another con i have found is chairs! Especially in first schools, you know the one my 4 year old son is supposed to sit on is also the one im supposed to get both my arse cheeks on. Now admitedly this doesnt happen all that often, but parents evening can be a nightmare, as i try to make out its in my religion to sit on the floor rather than face the chair, or hover rather uncertainly over it so it looks like i am sitting but actually im just avoiding the full force of my weight from snapping that precarious plastic. Then there is concert time, now as you would expect in a first school there are many more students to teachers so the small chairs outweigh the normal chairs rather significantly. So everytime there is a concert or play you have about two rows of normal chairs then the rest of the hall is filled with the dreaded little chairs. Therefore i always have to go extremely early to these things so as to guarentee me a normal chair! See the things us 'overgrowners' go through!
But right now my biggest con is saggy bits, we all have them im sure but add a few pounds (ok a lot) and then saggy bits just get more and more south as age and gravity takes its toll. Clothed this isnt so bad, i can tuck at least one of my three bellies into my pants, my knockers are confined to a hammock sold to me as a bra and my bingo wings are encased in a cardigan. But strip for a bath and it all hangs out! Once i was getting in the bath when i felt a sharp pain in my boob, i panicked for a moment until i realised i had just stood on my nipple. Shaving my armpits i have to lift my boob under my chins hold it tight so it doesnt fall into the said armpit and then i can shave away, and as for my belly button i would have it pierced if i could just find it! The things we have to face hey! but no more i was so strict yesterday and i intend to carry it on today and for the foreseeable future after all i have a precious few days to get into them work trousers! untill tomorrow xx
Saturday, 31 December 2011
Thursday, 29 December 2011
Life of an Overeater- the pro's of being fat
30/12/11
Right I dont know about you guys but i have had enough of all the adverts and tv programmes making us feel bad, i bet everyone as overindulged this christmas and i bet you are all hastily eating the leftover goodies before new year starts and with it the strict regimes, unless of course your lucky enough to be once of these people that can eat whatever you want. So i thought i would cheer us all up with some good points to being fat (stick with me guys i promise you there are some) For a start we are enviromentally friendly creatures us 'overgrown' lot, our special blubber means we require less heating, we are naturally more insulated than the skinnier variety, its true just ask my bf who by the time ive snuggled up and wrapped a boob over each of his arms requires no pj's or covers. So technically we are also saving money as well as the heating can be kept down low (as long as you dont use the saved money to buy chocolate its a win win situation). Then there is water usage, overgrown people have to use less water in a bath as as soon as we put our lardy arses into the water it automatically doubles in size, seriously guys the water company should charge us less. But let us not forget the most talked about topic of today- waste. 'Overgrowners' do not do waste, we eat every little thing left so we dont fill the landfill as much, thrown out food?- whats that? We should give ourselves a pat on the back for being so green. :)
We are also harder to kidnap, i mean as much as im sure someone would love to spend some time with me, the thought of actually carrying me away would be enough to put anyone off, and imagine how much it would cost to feed me? Personally i just dont think i am worth the hassle! We are extremly visible people,as much as im sure that we would like to fade into the background it just dont happen, but again this as its good points. People are less likely to bump into you- i mean they would have to blind to miss you! Looking for a friend in a pub? Again if that friend is overgrown they are so much easier to spot. I for one have found other advantages of having planets orbiting my ass- if i have a spot people are so much less likely to notice! When i exercise my ass cheeks clap so i feel like i am being extra supported and lets not forget the greatest thing about us- if it wasnt for us 'overgrowners' skinny birds wouldnt look as good!
So lets sum it up, i think we are pretty awesome, everyone should be our friends, our bodies are really doing us a favour keeping us out of trouble, saving the world from global warming and we even have our very own fan clubs- my bum cheeks just keep on cheering ;) till tomorrow keep smiling, you are who you are :) xxx
Right I dont know about you guys but i have had enough of all the adverts and tv programmes making us feel bad, i bet everyone as overindulged this christmas and i bet you are all hastily eating the leftover goodies before new year starts and with it the strict regimes, unless of course your lucky enough to be once of these people that can eat whatever you want. So i thought i would cheer us all up with some good points to being fat (stick with me guys i promise you there are some) For a start we are enviromentally friendly creatures us 'overgrown' lot, our special blubber means we require less heating, we are naturally more insulated than the skinnier variety, its true just ask my bf who by the time ive snuggled up and wrapped a boob over each of his arms requires no pj's or covers. So technically we are also saving money as well as the heating can be kept down low (as long as you dont use the saved money to buy chocolate its a win win situation). Then there is water usage, overgrown people have to use less water in a bath as as soon as we put our lardy arses into the water it automatically doubles in size, seriously guys the water company should charge us less. But let us not forget the most talked about topic of today- waste. 'Overgrowners' do not do waste, we eat every little thing left so we dont fill the landfill as much, thrown out food?- whats that? We should give ourselves a pat on the back for being so green. :)
We are also harder to kidnap, i mean as much as im sure someone would love to spend some time with me, the thought of actually carrying me away would be enough to put anyone off, and imagine how much it would cost to feed me? Personally i just dont think i am worth the hassle! We are extremly visible people,as much as im sure that we would like to fade into the background it just dont happen, but again this as its good points. People are less likely to bump into you- i mean they would have to blind to miss you! Looking for a friend in a pub? Again if that friend is overgrown they are so much easier to spot. I for one have found other advantages of having planets orbiting my ass- if i have a spot people are so much less likely to notice! When i exercise my ass cheeks clap so i feel like i am being extra supported and lets not forget the greatest thing about us- if it wasnt for us 'overgrowners' skinny birds wouldnt look as good!
So lets sum it up, i think we are pretty awesome, everyone should be our friends, our bodies are really doing us a favour keeping us out of trouble, saving the world from global warming and we even have our very own fan clubs- my bum cheeks just keep on cheering ;) till tomorrow keep smiling, you are who you are :) xxx
Life of an Overeater- Fat Tv
29/12/11
So its almost new year and cant you tell! The TV at the moment just seems to be taunting us about 2 things, christmas as barely passed and already the sales adverts are on, you know that toy you bought just days ago its now £12 cheaper, wow arent we lucky! The other thing is diet adverts/tv programmes. Yesterday I had a rare day off and i was determined to do nothing but paint, read and watch copious amounts of trash on tv. For one day i wanted to treat my fat ass to a guilt free sit down, it wasnt it be. First came the adverts, lighterlife- doesnt pauline quirke look great, its obvious that it works and maybe that is my answer, controlled substances going in my cake hole. Problem! To sign up for lightlife I would probably have to miss this months mortgage payments- not good! To be fair though they are all the same, weightwatchers, slimming world, slimfast, diet chef, they all cost a fortune, not to mention the fact that healthy food is twice as much as junk its no wonder these clubs carry on year after year, yes the diet works but the minute you run out of money for membership, special food etc you pile the weight back on. Then there was yesterdays TV programmes, the choice was astounding, ' I used to be fat' ,'Half ton teen' ,' fat camp', 'biggest loser' . Now im a little confused are these things supposed to inspire me? or shame me? Everyone's idea of fat though is obviously different, i mean there were some people on biggest loser which made me feel like an obese whale in comparision and then there was half ton teen which made me feel skinny and oh so nearly made me eat a large piece of gateaux. Where do we fit really? I mean all my mates moan about their weight, so im guessing that its purely a self conscience thing but according to my bmi i am not only fat i am clinically dead- dont worry im not! They all show the same thing tho, fat people eating and generally not moving, or when they do panting like a dog on heat. So i think that i should make a tv programme about me. Im fat/dead yet i still clean up, chase the kids round, go to work and generally be normal. Yes my weight is unhealthy but to be honest it aint stopping me living my life, ok so i cant climb up the loft- but hey we have no ladders, i fart when i do a sit ups but at least i make them loud and proud and i dont demand people bring me pizzas and cakes from the supermarket while i sit on the xbox. So maybe this would be a more realistic view, but then i suppose that would make boring tv! I think my Tv debut is a long way off yet! xx
So its almost new year and cant you tell! The TV at the moment just seems to be taunting us about 2 things, christmas as barely passed and already the sales adverts are on, you know that toy you bought just days ago its now £12 cheaper, wow arent we lucky! The other thing is diet adverts/tv programmes. Yesterday I had a rare day off and i was determined to do nothing but paint, read and watch copious amounts of trash on tv. For one day i wanted to treat my fat ass to a guilt free sit down, it wasnt it be. First came the adverts, lighterlife- doesnt pauline quirke look great, its obvious that it works and maybe that is my answer, controlled substances going in my cake hole. Problem! To sign up for lightlife I would probably have to miss this months mortgage payments- not good! To be fair though they are all the same, weightwatchers, slimming world, slimfast, diet chef, they all cost a fortune, not to mention the fact that healthy food is twice as much as junk its no wonder these clubs carry on year after year, yes the diet works but the minute you run out of money for membership, special food etc you pile the weight back on. Then there was yesterdays TV programmes, the choice was astounding, ' I used to be fat' ,'Half ton teen' ,' fat camp', 'biggest loser' . Now im a little confused are these things supposed to inspire me? or shame me? Everyone's idea of fat though is obviously different, i mean there were some people on biggest loser which made me feel like an obese whale in comparision and then there was half ton teen which made me feel skinny and oh so nearly made me eat a large piece of gateaux. Where do we fit really? I mean all my mates moan about their weight, so im guessing that its purely a self conscience thing but according to my bmi i am not only fat i am clinically dead- dont worry im not! They all show the same thing tho, fat people eating and generally not moving, or when they do panting like a dog on heat. So i think that i should make a tv programme about me. Im fat/dead yet i still clean up, chase the kids round, go to work and generally be normal. Yes my weight is unhealthy but to be honest it aint stopping me living my life, ok so i cant climb up the loft- but hey we have no ladders, i fart when i do a sit ups but at least i make them loud and proud and i dont demand people bring me pizzas and cakes from the supermarket while i sit on the xbox. So maybe this would be a more realistic view, but then i suppose that would make boring tv! I think my Tv debut is a long way off yet! xx
Wednesday, 28 December 2011
Life of an Overeater- Facing the Truth
28/12/11
Yesterday was not a good day. I spent most of it emotionally drained and upset, it started off so great and then Sam started, by 11am he still wasnt dressed and was really playing me up, wii remotes got thrown, i had several smacks in the face and a kick in the shins, in the end I literally had to pin him down to calm him down as he got more and more out of control, his room was trashed, im covered in scratches. I think that was when the stress of the last week hit me, Sam was out of control christmas day and then again boxing day add that to the fact that the hospital didnt go well last week. For years I have been told that i will have to wait until Sam is 6 until he can be assessed, but then miracles of miracles one doctor believed me, she noted that he also had a few physical traits that may point towards a chromosonal disorder and we got refered. That was where the progress ended, my ex husband believes their is nothing wrong with Sam and the minute the doctor at the hospital heard Sam was from a split family she clung to that knowledge and refused to investigate any further, instead i am going to get some 'help' with dealing with a broken family. No one listens to me, they ignore the fact that Sam as been like this since he was one and we didnt split up until he was three. For days I have been trying to put it to the back of my mind i didnt face it until yesterday when i realised that Sam is only going to get bigger and stronger and I am going to have to continue to deal with it alone.
So when he finally went to his dads for a while i did what i always do, without even thinking about it, i attacked the kitchen going through it like pac man till my poor stomach could take no more i then slept most of the afternoon. Nice one Julie!
Later on, i looked through my christmas pics and trust me there is a reason they havent been uploaded to facebook yet, I cant believe how fat i have got, i only looked 'acceptable' in one picture, and that was just my face on show, leaning to the side so my chins fell behind my ears and couldnt be seen. Is that what i have to do for the rest of my life, just show my face? would be nice wouldnt it? then i wouldnt have to worry, then i could focus on one thing at a time, then i could just be me. I am determined today will be better, yet again i have had almost zero sleep so everything as been running through my mind, i have had to face the truth that i am on my own with Sam and it is up to me now, its up to me to get this weight off too, i need to stop hiding behind chocolate and start facing the world with a carrot stick, either that or i can save up to be hypnotised! I can just imagine it now ......'you dont need chocolate'......'cake is bad'.......'lettuce solves everything'
Nah cant imagine it working either! xx
Yesterday was not a good day. I spent most of it emotionally drained and upset, it started off so great and then Sam started, by 11am he still wasnt dressed and was really playing me up, wii remotes got thrown, i had several smacks in the face and a kick in the shins, in the end I literally had to pin him down to calm him down as he got more and more out of control, his room was trashed, im covered in scratches. I think that was when the stress of the last week hit me, Sam was out of control christmas day and then again boxing day add that to the fact that the hospital didnt go well last week. For years I have been told that i will have to wait until Sam is 6 until he can be assessed, but then miracles of miracles one doctor believed me, she noted that he also had a few physical traits that may point towards a chromosonal disorder and we got refered. That was where the progress ended, my ex husband believes their is nothing wrong with Sam and the minute the doctor at the hospital heard Sam was from a split family she clung to that knowledge and refused to investigate any further, instead i am going to get some 'help' with dealing with a broken family. No one listens to me, they ignore the fact that Sam as been like this since he was one and we didnt split up until he was three. For days I have been trying to put it to the back of my mind i didnt face it until yesterday when i realised that Sam is only going to get bigger and stronger and I am going to have to continue to deal with it alone.
So when he finally went to his dads for a while i did what i always do, without even thinking about it, i attacked the kitchen going through it like pac man till my poor stomach could take no more i then slept most of the afternoon. Nice one Julie!
Later on, i looked through my christmas pics and trust me there is a reason they havent been uploaded to facebook yet, I cant believe how fat i have got, i only looked 'acceptable' in one picture, and that was just my face on show, leaning to the side so my chins fell behind my ears and couldnt be seen. Is that what i have to do for the rest of my life, just show my face? would be nice wouldnt it? then i wouldnt have to worry, then i could focus on one thing at a time, then i could just be me. I am determined today will be better, yet again i have had almost zero sleep so everything as been running through my mind, i have had to face the truth that i am on my own with Sam and it is up to me now, its up to me to get this weight off too, i need to stop hiding behind chocolate and start facing the world with a carrot stick, either that or i can save up to be hypnotised! I can just imagine it now ......'you dont need chocolate'......'cake is bad'.......'lettuce solves everything'
Nah cant imagine it working either! xx
Tuesday, 27 December 2011
Sugar Slump
27/12/11
Have you ever noticed that if you eat a big meal the night before you always wake up starving, but if you only eat light you dont noticed the hunger pains so much? Just another weird thing about dieting. Today I am starving! I have my meals all planned out and a exercise routine in place, but already i am struggling! Last night i had a dream that i gave birth to another baby (dont worry there is no chance)but apparently dreaming of giving birth means a new start. So i woke up bleary but determined, stumbles down the stairs to put on the kettle, bypassed the biscuits, stopped my hands from grabbing a spoon to finish off the left over gateaux and managed to make myself a cuppa without drooling over the half eaten toblerone on the side. Wow i am so proud of myself that was easier than i thought, so onwards to the lounge to get my morning fix of facebook only to be faced with a open tub of celebrations! Scrap that this aint easy at all! there is literally goodies strategically placed all over the place for me to avoid. Its like a obstacle course of good versus evil and if i trip or stumble i might accidently fall face first into a tub of chocolate, and trust me we dont want that to happen do we? I sat there for a full half hour reading status updates, looking at pictures and trying so god damn hard to not touch those chocolates. It werent working, i ate a chocolate! a galaxy caramel one :( thats at least 30 minutes on the wii or a big poo! so I took the chocolates away and hid them ( yeah smart move Julie cause if you hide them you wont remember where you put them! duh!) then got out my painting to try and finish the eiffel tower. All i could think about was chocolate, i am proper suffering with a sugar slump! You know that horrible feeling when you crave something sweet and you literally think your going to get the shakes! Well trust me Im not quite that bad but I do know that come tonight I am going to be a very grumpy girl, plus i cant drink the wkds in the fridge so watch out world this bitch is on a sugar slump, and poor john is going to have to refrain himself from shoving a snickers in my mouth to shut me the god damn up, wish me luck guys xx
Have you ever noticed that if you eat a big meal the night before you always wake up starving, but if you only eat light you dont noticed the hunger pains so much? Just another weird thing about dieting. Today I am starving! I have my meals all planned out and a exercise routine in place, but already i am struggling! Last night i had a dream that i gave birth to another baby (dont worry there is no chance)but apparently dreaming of giving birth means a new start. So i woke up bleary but determined, stumbles down the stairs to put on the kettle, bypassed the biscuits, stopped my hands from grabbing a spoon to finish off the left over gateaux and managed to make myself a cuppa without drooling over the half eaten toblerone on the side. Wow i am so proud of myself that was easier than i thought, so onwards to the lounge to get my morning fix of facebook only to be faced with a open tub of celebrations! Scrap that this aint easy at all! there is literally goodies strategically placed all over the place for me to avoid. Its like a obstacle course of good versus evil and if i trip or stumble i might accidently fall face first into a tub of chocolate, and trust me we dont want that to happen do we? I sat there for a full half hour reading status updates, looking at pictures and trying so god damn hard to not touch those chocolates. It werent working, i ate a chocolate! a galaxy caramel one :( thats at least 30 minutes on the wii or a big poo! so I took the chocolates away and hid them ( yeah smart move Julie cause if you hide them you wont remember where you put them! duh!) then got out my painting to try and finish the eiffel tower. All i could think about was chocolate, i am proper suffering with a sugar slump! You know that horrible feeling when you crave something sweet and you literally think your going to get the shakes! Well trust me Im not quite that bad but I do know that come tonight I am going to be a very grumpy girl, plus i cant drink the wkds in the fridge so watch out world this bitch is on a sugar slump, and poor john is going to have to refrain himself from shoving a snickers in my mouth to shut me the god damn up, wish me luck guys xx
Monday, 26 December 2011
Life of an Overeater- Temptations
26/12/11
So this is it, its boxing day and officially i should start today, im going to start today, i have to start today, cause a week today i am expected to get in my work trousers which to be fair was snug on my last shift and if yesterday was anything to go by if i dont start today i have no chance of getting in them without a very pronouced camel toe. Its going to be very hard to get through this next week, it seems people know me very well, cause as of yesterday we now have a huge tub of celebrations (can i celebrate my weightloss in advance with chocolate) two big boxes of biscuits, chocolate no less, very posh and i have a feeling very moreish! A box of chocolate seashells and a terry chocolate orange ( trust me it aint terry's its so very very much mine! so dont even dare try touching it). Now being as health conscious as i am i have checked all the use by dates, cause i cant risk them going to waste just incase i was forced to eat them this week or perhaps even today. The good news is, or is it? is that they dont go out of date till easter at the earliest, so logically i should be able to diet religiously till easter and still enjoy all my goodies. However in Julie logic i know that everyday for the next few months i am going to have to walk past that cupboard, hear it whispering to me, smell the sickly sweetness and instead make do with the drool from my mouth for nourishment.I mean even my new socks say i love sweets, i mean what chance do i have!
But i have no choice i have to do this, cause even my pictures from yesterday dont look anygood unless they are out of focus, far away or just show my boobs, cause my 3 enormous chins take over everything! So heres the plan from today as yesterdays binge fest didnt put me off chocolate, i am going to paint all day, i am going to try and resist temptations but im not going to beat myself up about it, cause i am also going to exercise, every day and hope that this will make up for the fact that a slice /(or two) of chocolate orange may accidently fall into my mouth. Merry christmas chins, merry christmas bingo wings and merry christmas belly 1, 2 and not forgetting 3 your days are numbered! :) xx
So this is it, its boxing day and officially i should start today, im going to start today, i have to start today, cause a week today i am expected to get in my work trousers which to be fair was snug on my last shift and if yesterday was anything to go by if i dont start today i have no chance of getting in them without a very pronouced camel toe. Its going to be very hard to get through this next week, it seems people know me very well, cause as of yesterday we now have a huge tub of celebrations (can i celebrate my weightloss in advance with chocolate) two big boxes of biscuits, chocolate no less, very posh and i have a feeling very moreish! A box of chocolate seashells and a terry chocolate orange ( trust me it aint terry's its so very very much mine! so dont even dare try touching it). Now being as health conscious as i am i have checked all the use by dates, cause i cant risk them going to waste just incase i was forced to eat them this week or perhaps even today. The good news is, or is it? is that they dont go out of date till easter at the earliest, so logically i should be able to diet religiously till easter and still enjoy all my goodies. However in Julie logic i know that everyday for the next few months i am going to have to walk past that cupboard, hear it whispering to me, smell the sickly sweetness and instead make do with the drool from my mouth for nourishment.I mean even my new socks say i love sweets, i mean what chance do i have!
But i have no choice i have to do this, cause even my pictures from yesterday dont look anygood unless they are out of focus, far away or just show my boobs, cause my 3 enormous chins take over everything! So heres the plan from today as yesterdays binge fest didnt put me off chocolate, i am going to paint all day, i am going to try and resist temptations but im not going to beat myself up about it, cause i am also going to exercise, every day and hope that this will make up for the fact that a slice /(or two) of chocolate orange may accidently fall into my mouth. Merry christmas chins, merry christmas bingo wings and merry christmas belly 1, 2 and not forgetting 3 your days are numbered! :) xx
Saturday, 24 December 2011
Life of an Overeater-christmas indulgence
24/12/11
Its christmas eve! im so excited possibly more so than the kids! Got loads to do today but thought i would give me my daily update first along with my christmas plans for food! Needless to say there wont be a blog tomorrow cause i will be too busy stuffing the hole in my face, the only day of the year when it is acceptable to do this and not be frowned upon. So here's my plan cause after christmas day i plan to really fight the flab. Have you ever eaten something and then that night been sick as a dog? it probably had nothing at all to do with the food and was just unlucky that you picked up a bug, but my point is that you associate the last thing you ate with the sickness. I remember years ago i ate sweet and sour chicken and that night was sick as a dog, for years i didnt eat sweet and sour chicken. The mere thought of it turned my stomach and made me believe i was going to be ill. So heres my plan this christmas, i am going to indulge myself completly, feed my sweet tooth till it cant take no more and then hopefully by boxing day i am going to be sick of chocolate and sugary treats, the mere thought of it will remind me of how uncomfortable, fat and bloated i felt and therefore put me off chocolate for the coming year....... heck who am i kidding! I know it probably wont work but hell it will be fun trying! So rest safe in the knowledge that tomorrow i can be as reckless as i like, no work trousers on monday, no need to go out and possibly be the fat girl that falls,all is well with the world and until monday i can be myself for one last day xx merry christmas to you all have a wonderful day and love to you and your families, il see you boxing day when things get hard xx
Its christmas eve! im so excited possibly more so than the kids! Got loads to do today but thought i would give me my daily update first along with my christmas plans for food! Needless to say there wont be a blog tomorrow cause i will be too busy stuffing the hole in my face, the only day of the year when it is acceptable to do this and not be frowned upon. So here's my plan cause after christmas day i plan to really fight the flab. Have you ever eaten something and then that night been sick as a dog? it probably had nothing at all to do with the food and was just unlucky that you picked up a bug, but my point is that you associate the last thing you ate with the sickness. I remember years ago i ate sweet and sour chicken and that night was sick as a dog, for years i didnt eat sweet and sour chicken. The mere thought of it turned my stomach and made me believe i was going to be ill. So heres my plan this christmas, i am going to indulge myself completly, feed my sweet tooth till it cant take no more and then hopefully by boxing day i am going to be sick of chocolate and sugary treats, the mere thought of it will remind me of how uncomfortable, fat and bloated i felt and therefore put me off chocolate for the coming year....... heck who am i kidding! I know it probably wont work but hell it will be fun trying! So rest safe in the knowledge that tomorrow i can be as reckless as i like, no work trousers on monday, no need to go out and possibly be the fat girl that falls,all is well with the world and until monday i can be myself for one last day xx merry christmas to you all have a wonderful day and love to you and your families, il see you boxing day when things get hard xx
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