Friday, January 02, 2009

jackie gleason may be my hero.....

Jackie Gleason was a bit of a yo-yo dieter. When he bought clothes, he had his tailor make them in three different sizes, hung them in three separate closets, and labeled them fat, fatter, and fattest. I'm one step closer to doing this. While I was off during Christmas, I had to buy a pair of fat-boy casual khakis to get me through the next couple of months until I get some of this blubber off of me.

My dress pants now scream at me when I put them on. They hurl insults at me like Don Rickles.

I ate what I wanted to eat over the weekend. Goodbye pancakes. So long ice cream. Farewell chips and dip. Hello fruit. Hey, good to see you, feet!

Time to start running and starving again.....


Reader #4-Dave said...

Dear OFIT -

I've heard that when you sit around the office, you sit AROUND the office!!!

Grace, Peace and low-fat, sugar free wishes!

Reader #4-Dave

wstaple said...

Yeah, and I sat on a quarter the other day and made a booger shoot out of George Washington's nose!