This year my resolution was prompted by this photograph. This is my brother Daniel's birthday party where I am surrounded by freakishly thin and attractive young people. I am the one in brown dominating the foreground with my, er, "assets." This photo is being taken from a very unflattering vantage point. I had no idea that my nether parts had become so expansive. I don't spend much time looking at myself from the back. But can I just say Whoa! When did my bottom line get that big? I've never been a particularly thin girl, but boy oh boy, that's just downright large. Sigh. So I ordered Christine Avanti's book called "Skinny Chicks don't eat Salad" and despite the somewhat silly title, the book is marvelous and will, I hope, enable me to participate in the games at Daniel's next party with decidedly less in the caboose. I don't go to weightwatchers or anything else, but I will commit to being accountable to you, my family and friends. I could lie to you and say I'm concerned about the health risks of being overweight, but really I just want to look good in my clothes again. Better health is a nice but unnecessary fringe benefit. So far I have lost 13 pounds. It's been ten days. Wish me luck!
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Boy you sure worry about weird things, I always figured if you feel fine then you are fine, me I am 6'6" and 285 lbs, pretty much a goon, Hi Mary, its Larry you Aunt Judy's youngest. How ya been? Get ahold of me, you know how.
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