I thought I was doing really good yesterday. I had one of those nasty slim fasts for breakfast and another for lunch. I even had a banana as a snack. When I arrived home from work, I thought I was going to die of starvation. My stomach hurt so bad of hunger pains, I thought I was going to fall over dead. So, I ate two pieces of bread, plain.
I thought about working out, but I didn't actually do it. I get really nervous dancing and prancing around in front of my husband. He watches me. Sometimes he smiles. Sometimes he is preoccupied. I just feel really awkward.
My seven year old daughter has a new Wii game called Country Dancing. It's quite funny to watch her. She's very uncoordinated. I am quite the control freak and wanted to take over. Of course, I cannot force her to be in rhythm. But, I got off my lazy but and stood next to her while she danced. I counted. Eventually, I decided I wanted to try it.
I was in my sweat pants and socks trying to country dance with the Wii. It was definitely a work out. I enjoyed myself. I got the hang of it with only two tries too!! Yay me! However, my fat butt was exhausted after those two tries. So, I had to sit down. I was winded.
Suddenly, I was a ton a hungry. So, I downed a couple hand fulls of M & M's and we all agreed here that M & M's should come in sugar free. If Reese's Peanut Butter Cups can come sugar free, M & M's should, too and be called S & M's
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