Still Fat-tastic!

Yesterday, I said “I am still too fat,” and the people around me replied “No, you’re not. You’re OK.” I don’t know if they are right or if I am overexaggerating. The point is, if I could feel these hideous clumps of adipose around my belly, I may definitely conclude that I have some “work” to do. Believe me, it has been a month full of exercise and a month full of “I want to try that because it looks delicious!” then end up with three slices of perfectly baked “cookies n’ cream with banana” cake! What are the odds of weight loss? None! haha!

Wednesdays at Le Reve

Valentine’s Day was so yesterday! Boo! We had a spontaneous “Post Valentine’s Day” celebration at Le Reve Deli and Cafe a few days ago. I was with my friend, Jed, now tagged as my “Food Buddy” since we really enjoy playing the role of “Amateur Food Critics.” The both of us enjoyed each other’s company, despite being “single” and “unattached” as of the moment. Haha! Why not? At least we could talk to one another – not all alone in the corner of our rooms trying to have a conversation with the mirror for it to look like we’re having one!

Food Buddies.

It’s Not My Fault I Ate The Cake!

My father is always there to provide me with everything that I need in life – love, shelter, education, money, clothes, food, extra food, food in the morning, food in the afternoon, food in the evening, food in between meals, food, more food, did I forget anything? Ahh… FOOD! Yes. He’s a good dad all right. This pretty much explains why I grew up “cute, plump, and cuddly!” Yaaay – BOO!

This is my dilemma if I am working at 3 in the morning. The cake ghost is haunting me! haha!

Sweat Like A Pig!

Well, pigs don’t actually sweat. Seriously, they don’t. That’s why they are still big, fat, pigs –  full of tasty, calorie-overloaded lard when eaten either grilled or fried this Holiday Season. I am really battling the build up of the pounds these days. My head is aching, like, crazy decisions – to eat or not to eat a peanut coated brownie, or how about a delicious vanilla glazed, banana-walnut cake? Sorry dear thighs. You should have me arrested for having a romantic interest with, what else? FOOD! Dammit. (Oops. It’s cursing if there’s an n lol!)

Running around the city to dissolve those adipose tissues is no use if you are tempted by the food during Christmas. Like, do you really have a choice?