....about skinny freaking fingers. For me that is ALWAYS the #1 sign I'm losing weight and I hate it. My ever-shrinking BFF says she can't wait for skinny fingers but me - not so much. I have lots of bling and skinny fingers means re-sizing my rings yet again. Blech.
Now guess what? My stupid stupid fat calves are getting smaller and I HATE IT. Now I know - I'm being a brat and bitching about dumb things but I had no problem with my calves. I mean as women we all have certain parts of us we hate - for me - my fingers nor my calves were ever those parts. I didn't care if those two things ever changed. Yet they change and Sheniqua (the muffin top) remains. She stays. She's like a stalker....she never leaves.
But alas, I wore boots today and the stupid things kept creeping down (which looks so dumb can I say since I had capris on). I'm so irritated. Why can't it come off where I want it to? Grrrr.
I'm having a Debbie Downer Diet Day....quadruple D like my boobs used to be - ha! I cannot shove enough food in my mouth. I have therefore decided it would be best if I became a competitive eater. I could kick all their skinny asses. By the way - how are competitive eaters not like 800 pounds? I've always wondered that.
I've been under 1200 cals for days now and my scale won't move......I'm soooo over it I tell you.
On to tomorrow...I'm so done with this day.
♥ Smooches & Hugs ♥
♣ Everything always passes, and everything is already okay. Stay in the place where you can see that & nothing will resist you. ♣