Friday, January 8, 2010

Sock it to me

New diet is going marvelously well. I have hidden my bathroom scales as the temptation to weigh myself every time I pass them, i.e. every time I go to the loo, is too great. Once a week is enough. In fact I think the coolest thing in the whole wide world would be not to have the faintest idea what you weigh but judge how you're doing by how you look in your clothes and which ones do and don't fit. I could never manage that.

Went shopping in the snow. I bought thick socks for the boys and thick tights for me. Well, that is I went to buy thick tights for me but they're located in the lingerie department where there are lots of lovely bras, knickers and nighties. I spent loads. I then went to the market where I bought chewy things for the dog and forgot to get any fruit or veg which I ended up buying in Waitrose. Oh well, Mr Smith pays if I shop with the magic credit card and not if I pay cash.

The dog has a paw malfunction. I think it's where I stepped on him the other day. He's doing exaggerated limping with a look of "It was clumsy stupid her" on his face.

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