An older, shorter cowboy man hit on me today at the La Center Chevron. I was telling my friend that works there how much weight I have lost and how much more I want to lose and he piped in with...get this... "Why would you want to lose any more weight ,you are perfect! Women should have a little meat on their bones. I like a women with meat on her bones....YUCK...EEEOOOOWWW." (He said a few more things and ended with you have such a beautiful smile). I just about died... and then I wanted to punch the guy. While it is a compliment, it is yet one more thing NOT TO SAY to a female who is trying to lose weight! Men are such un-edited creatures aren't they?
Should I be afraid that old cowboys dig me?
Kidding:)
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
1 comment:
Danelle,
I have digital pictures in a black bathing suit now. Husband took them in Palm Springs last month. Front and side. Stunning.
I got sick last week with a cold, and like you -- I lost some weight. Officially, on the monthly scale weigh-in.
I'm waiting to get to the next level so I weigh less than my husband does. He is 5'8" and I am shrunk from 5'3" to maybe 5'1".
My husband even COMPLIMENTED ME today at Kaiser Permanente, where I went to get shots. I was wearing something snug which didn't fit last year. Today, I could zip up a jacket that didn't close at all last winter.
Progress. Comes. Slowly.
Breakfast: Arbonne International Vanilla Fiber shake & vitamins. (My daughter Linda sells the products in Beaverton. She is slim and beautiful.)
Lunch: Quaker's Oatmeal with lowfat milk and a tiny dribble of sugar. It has too much salt for me and I have to go back to the slow cooking kind from Ireland.
Snack: Celery and an apple at Home Depot at about 3 PM.
Dinner: 1/2 pork chop. Small amount of spaghetti with frozen vegetables in Ragu sauce.
Nothing else except water and medications after 6 PM until bedtime. Evening snacking is a killer for me.
I can't seem to motivate myself to learn how to cook or spend time in the kitchen. That is SO much a part of the problem. I wish I could afford a personal chef.
Post a Comment