Cows, Sheep, Goats, Mules, Donkeys and Whiney Bloggers Named Chelle

Alex, I'll take Animals With More Than One Stomach for $1000.

That can be the only explanation for the voluminous amounts of food that I have been able to put away this past month or two. Granted, I have always had a healthy appetite but, I also had willpower that kept fairly decent pace. Lately, my willpower is MIA; one of my stomachs probably ate it.

I thought that by giving up chocolate, candy and Diet Pepsi for Lent, I would jump-start healthier eating habits but, I was wrong and I have the extra tummy roll to prove it. Clearly, I am going to have to get serious again, thus commencing...say it with me, people...Operation Hottie by July.

You all know the drill by now. I'll pledge to eat only the healthiest of foods and to exercise daily. I'll drink more water and get more sleep. I'll treat myself to bi-weekly massages and weekly OPIcures and maybe I'll go crazy and get my eyebrows waxed by a professional.

I know I can do it, I've done it at least two other times with results that lasted anywhere from a few months to four years (yes, I screwed up four years of relative diet sobriety! Who does that?!) and I have faith in my ability to do it again.

I have to do it; I'm old, now. I don't have the luxury of thinking that tomorrow is another day; the habits I set now will determine my overall health well into my Nursing Home years, of that I am certain. I need to write the script for the rest of my body's story and it needs to be a good one, otherwise; I might as well rent a pasture and join the rest of the cud-chewing crowd and, people? I don't think I could stand the smell.

Shudder.

Not bored with me yet? Lucky you; I'm also at Rocky Mountain Moms today.