I’ve lost a little weight and I thought I’d post a picture. So proud of myself especially since I ate a whole cabbage today. It had just a little olive oil, water and chicken bouillon, and it was a small cabbage. Before you pass judgement, cooked cabbage really shrinks.
My hair was messy in this picture but oh well. I’ll post another one when I lose five more pounds. I hope it’s soon.
Only ten more days and I am unemployed. It’s a little scary, but it is so necessary. Check me out. I’ve got so pudgy I could be a chipmunk. Ok…maybe a chipmunk is a little small. How about a hog? I’ve got to lose weight before fall as that’s hog killing time in southwest Virginia. I will keep you abreast of my progress. It all starts on May 31. My new healthy life.
Back to the hogs. I can never recall my family setting down to a Thanksgiving dinner when we grew up in Mendota. I remember other families having Thanksgiving but not us. I asked one of my sisters, and she explained that Thanksgiving was hog killing time. Oh. Yuck. I wonder…why was it Thanksgiving?
What do you think Dale Jett is thinking in the picture below? He’s digging around hunting raffle tickets, but I’ll bet he’s really thinking…”she’d better be careful at Thanksgiving.” Or…”hummm….I smell bacon.”
That’s okay…go ahead and make fun and think pig thoughts. I’m gonna be skinny by summer’s end!!
Oink Oink Squeal