24 Sticks of Butter!

Hey, man, that’s A LOT of butter! That’s 12 batches of caramel corn, or 384 croissants! “Why do we care about that much butter”, you ask? “I thought we weren’t eating butter!” you sputter. Well, according to the scale this morning, that’s how much lard is not on my (ahem!) posterior. I’m not exactly sure how this happened, what with the Doing-of-Nothing all last week and the Great-Mac-and-Cheese-Caper of the week before.

BUT, it does make me slightly more motivated to continue to decrease my bad-stuff intake and increase the instances of nutrient rich, good-for-me, gassy-making food! Well, that and the trip to Florida in four weeks. God knows I LOVES me some bathing suits (she says while rolling her eyes).

I have things to report about this weekend, but I’ll stifle myself for now and bask in the less-fattiness that is I. How’d you do this week?

So, watch out Mom, cuz you might not recognize the leggy blonde supermodel –type (blatantly stolen from Kelli) coming off the plane in four weeks. SHUT UP! It could happen. Really.

P.S. Jillian Michaels X 4 arrived on Friday, so now I can look like an idiot in the comfort of my own living room with just the kid and the guinea pig to laugh at me.