Picture This

Mr F is standing at the sink... I am toasting my waffles when somthing catches my eye: his midsection. I grab the camera and subtly try and take a few shots of his gut.


"What are you doing?" Mr F asks

"Nothing" I respond

"Are you taking pictures for my shirt?" Mr F asks

(okay...yeah if that's what you want to think... really I'm snapping some "before" shots without permission)

"I know it looks dorky, I don't ever tuck my shirts in... have you seen me tuck in my shirts except when I'm wearing a suit?" Mr F continues in a defensive tizzy

"What's going on?" Kid asks

"Mom's trying to start some trouble but she doesn't know that I'm already riled up" Mr F replies


Oooh I'm scared...

The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly

Well I've had some serious ups and downs in the last few days. First I triumphantly reached 129. I bought a new dress that is actually flattering and recalls a 40s era Tuscan woman, so it was right up my alley... plus I got it at Target, what more could you want in a dress? Then feeling pretty good about all that I decided to calculate my body fat percentage at Satan's Lair and this MFing site said I am 31% body fat! WTF?!? That is 40 lbs of fat! I mean obviously I am carrying some "fatty deposits" around the mid-section and if I were feeling really brave I would post my "before" pictures I shot the other day... but I won't... I mean I am more than a third fat! I have got to turn this into some kind of motivational inspiration. Maybe I'll even create some new goals related to fat loss not just weight loss. I would like to be under 20 % fat for crying out loud!