Holy Shit!! Where the Hell Have I Been?!?
Billings, Montana is where Donny and I spent Thanksgiving to visit the in-laws and they don't drink so I don't have any embarassing drunk stories to report. Actually, I thinks that's kind of good considering how I was getting shit faced every other night...although that was pretty fun too.
Anyway, turkey day at the in-laws. Both Ma and Pa have lost a combined 80 pounds! Holy f-ing shit. They look awesome. If you haven't been able to deduct from my previous posts, I have issues with food and going to Montana basically sends me into a tailspin. I normally try to lose weight before I go there, which means I actually gain weight because I'm retarded. A typical meal at the in-laws consists of lots of butter, lard and red meat with side helpings of mashed potatoes and bread. There are NEVER any vegatables, fruit or any other healthy foods to speak of...anywhere! On top of that, Ma is a food pusher! I would much rather her be an alcohol or pill pusher...anything but food! God love Ma, but if you're in the vicinity of the kitchen (which basically includes the entire house and surrounding acres) there's always the "Did you want any (insert any type of unhealthy food here)?" It's so hard to resist because she is just trying to make people happy, but it is really a form a torture for an f-ed up person like me.
After a day or two, the walls feel like they are closing in on me!! I have nowhere to turn and I enevitably gain even more weight. I absolutely love it when my jeans fit me before the trip and on the last day I have to lay down on the bed and completely suck in my gut to coerse the stupid zipper to the top. Love rockin' the tight jeans. It's basically the hottest thing since the early 90's.
But this trip was much different. Ma and Pa are both on Weight Watchers now and they are completely obsessed with the whole points system. Ma had her "bible" out the entire time. The "bible" is an informational book provided by Weight Watchers that determines the number of point(s) a serving of a particular food has. On top of that, they weighed almost 5 times a day...seriously. This scared me a little (I'm usually the one who is scary).
I guess I can't complain. I had steamed broccoli and some desert that had only 5 points in the entire pan (what the hell? Is that supposed to be good?).
So now I'm back home and back to the grind. I think I hate working. I have so many other things that I could be doing with my time beside staring at a f-ing computer screen. I'll save that rant for another day...
Can't wait to the f-ing holiday season is over! Only one more month and 10 more pounds to go!!
Anyway, turkey day at the in-laws. Both Ma and Pa have lost a combined 80 pounds! Holy f-ing shit. They look awesome. If you haven't been able to deduct from my previous posts, I have issues with food and going to Montana basically sends me into a tailspin. I normally try to lose weight before I go there, which means I actually gain weight because I'm retarded. A typical meal at the in-laws consists of lots of butter, lard and red meat with side helpings of mashed potatoes and bread. There are NEVER any vegatables, fruit or any other healthy foods to speak of...anywhere! On top of that, Ma is a food pusher! I would much rather her be an alcohol or pill pusher...anything but food! God love Ma, but if you're in the vicinity of the kitchen (which basically includes the entire house and surrounding acres) there's always the "Did you want any (insert any type of unhealthy food here)?" It's so hard to resist because she is just trying to make people happy, but it is really a form a torture for an f-ed up person like me.
After a day or two, the walls feel like they are closing in on me!! I have nowhere to turn and I enevitably gain even more weight. I absolutely love it when my jeans fit me before the trip and on the last day I have to lay down on the bed and completely suck in my gut to coerse the stupid zipper to the top. Love rockin' the tight jeans. It's basically the hottest thing since the early 90's.
But this trip was much different. Ma and Pa are both on Weight Watchers now and they are completely obsessed with the whole points system. Ma had her "bible" out the entire time. The "bible" is an informational book provided by Weight Watchers that determines the number of point(s) a serving of a particular food has. On top of that, they weighed almost 5 times a day...seriously. This scared me a little (I'm usually the one who is scary).
I guess I can't complain. I had steamed broccoli and some desert that had only 5 points in the entire pan (what the hell? Is that supposed to be good?).
So now I'm back home and back to the grind. I think I hate working. I have so many other things that I could be doing with my time beside staring at a f-ing computer screen. I'll save that rant for another day...
Can't wait to the f-ing holiday season is over! Only one more month and 10 more pounds to go!!
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