This morning - after major portion distortion yesterday - I was back up to the hated number 211.
I was bummed. But not so bummed that I was willing to go to any length to lose pounds.
I was not willing to have a stomach virus. But, I apparently wasn't very clear about that when sending out the whine-vibes.
Because that's where I am now. After throwing up in my drive-way and my garbage disposal, I'm in bed next to a trashcan, frantically Facebooking and blogging between dry heaving. Pleasant, huh....
You can make me barf but you can't make me turn off my social. Or make me quit blurting out verbal ca-ca.
And, that's the actual purpose of today's blog - to tell you about someone else's blog that Tara Adams told me about. This lady's latest post is the best description of my personality that I've ever come across! Read her post Sisterhood of The Blurt (http://peripheralimages.blogspot.com/). Then tell me if you're a card-carrying member of the Sisterhood, too!
Sicko (in more ways than one today)