Another exciting "First Light with AnotherDamnCook". Topics discussed: My use of "um" and "anyway", tacos, diet deviation, excess skin and penis wrinkles, the new Dune, body hair... Pretty much the usual.
Did a lot of shooting and reshooting yesterday. I have yet to look at the footage to see if it’s usable, but I did make anther batch of onion jam, Powder Tortilla Man, diet pig schnitzel, herbed mashed rutabagas, sauteed baby spinach, and a very flavorful diet gravy with the worst texture. It’s experimental, low-calorie cuisine. They shouldn’t all be winners. Nothing to learn if they are all perfect.
Join me as I try an impulse purchase from the store this morning. Shiner Peach Wheat. Is it diet friendly? Will I like it? Why am I wearing a camera bra?
Find out!
You don't need to read this. I'm only putting it here because there's a place where I'm supposed to so that the preview on the blog looks correctly.
If you've made it this far, I respect you. I too have trouble ignoring things when it seems like someone wants me to ignore it. Now. If someone wants, needs me to pay attention, I'm heading off for the shiny object.
There we go. 259.4. Finally. 3.2 pounds for the week. That means that since January 8, I’m officially down 22 pounds. At least twice that more to go. At this point I’m just thrilled to be out of the 260’s. Because some people will ask, no, I don’t feel better. I didn’t feel badly before. I can move better and that’s nice.
The last reason I drive Dangervan to take a walk is because of my current doughy stature or more to the point, growing up doughy. Great name, by the way, “Growing up Doughy”. I wish I had a use for it. Anyhow, when you grow up fat, you are constantly beset by people who “just love you and are worried about your health”. People you know, people you don’t, they are always coming up to you and telling you how you need to lose weight. How to live your life. According to their standards.
