After spending an hour window shopping (well, browser window) bridesmaids dresses, MrsDarwin has resolved to get in shape for her sister's wedding. She is now off do so some aerobic cookie making. At 10pm.
Floating in from the kitchen, "Oatmeal chocolate chip. Oatmeal is healthier."
UPDATE from MrsDarwin:
Here's what I have to compete with: my 18-year-old sister. I might as well just eat the whole batch of cookies now.
“…the Christian is not afraid of the clock…”
6 hours ago
12 comments:
This will work better than aerobic cooking making... even with oatmeal. Been following the programs in the original version with great success. (-20 lbs. and -3 inches) Mrs. Tex approves of the changes.
Thanks, Tex. That looks like it could be pretty useful, though I'd like to find it at the library before I shell out.
Hey Mrs D.
Don't sweat it. I have always been heavier than my sisters and I wasn't "photographic" to the wedding vid/pictographer. Very few pics of me. But I remember the blast my husband and I had at my middle sister's wedding. And so did everyone else. We were probably the happiest couple at the wedding (including the bridal couple). And that mattered more, than what I looked like.
Mrs. Tex found me the book at Half Price Books. Best $8 bucks we've spent in while, at least when you don't take into account groceries, utilities, mortgage, and that new mash tun.
The Blackadder Says:
A propos of nothing, your sister is a dead ringer for my girlfriend (hair's a bit curlier). She doesn't happen to have superpowers*, does she?
*Heroes TV show reference.
She has a super-power voice and is gearing up to be the next big opera star. Look for her name in lights: La Boheme, starring MrsDarwin's Sister.
The Blackadder Says:
So she's keeping her maiden name?
Well, the fab sister of song is not the one getting married, so I'm assuming she'll keep her maiden name for a while yet.
I for one am strongly encouraged to hear that Blackadder has a girlfriend, especially one looking like my young sister-in-law. (You cradle robber, you.)
That a handsom young Catholic guy with a steady job in the legal profession had not been snapped up yet by some female was starting to mess with my assumptions about the physical laws of the universe. I'm glad to see that the cycles and epicycles are now swinging back into their regular motions.
If there's a beer diet, there sure ought to be an oatmeal chocolate chip diet out there.
The Blackadder Says:
I was accused of being a "cradle robber" by my friends after they had met the GF, but in actuality she is older than she looks (or, at least, so she claims; I've never given a Berg-like examination to her birth certificate, so I suppose it's possible she isn't even a natural-born citizen).
It took me a minute to realize that wasn't you, Mrs. D. You two look so much alike!
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