I just inhaled a whole frigging bag of kettle corn. So much for the diet. I really want to lose at least 20 lbs by Christmas. I was doing so well. Tomorrow's the weekend, and I'm making lasagna. Looks like I'm starting the diet on Monday (again).
Halloween is looming. Chloe, I and the kids always go through the neighborhood together. Most of the time, Philip walks with us, although he's been pretty busy at work as an accountant. I really don't like Halloween much, but then again it gives me an excuse to pick through Derek's bag looking for the Reese's. See? That's not helping my diet either. That reminds me, I have to go to the mall and pick up a pilot costume.
Philip was watching the Phillies last night (again). It's impossible to talk to him when he's watching baseball. I could have danced in front of the tv with nothing on, and he would not have seen me. Forget about anything else. Once again, I felt invisible.
It's no wonder that I'm shoveling down kettle corn like it's going out of style. I feel like a cloistered nun, for God's sake!
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