Friday, Yippee!!

Well, here I am in O'Hare...I call it "Oh, Hell." Waiting for my flight, then I get to see JeepMan and the kiddos (Plato and Lulu). I can't wait!

Here's why airports are dangerous territory for a BB Sister: There are 5, count 'em 1,2,3,4,5 people in my immediate vicinity eating Mc Donald's. The smell of greasy fries is intoxicating!! And here I sit with my fruit/yogurt and a big bottle of water. Yay me!!

I wonder if the wife of the guy sitting next to me would mind terribly if I asked to lick the salt and grease off his fingers for him?

Tonight is night 3 of my 100 Push Ups program. My body hurts less today, so maybe I'm getting used to it. My pants sure fit well today. It feels good to be doing something besides dieting.

......So I thought I had seen it all when it comes to pathetic weight loss program/pill commercials. You know, like "Leptopril, for SERIOUS dieters only!" and so on. Ha!

I was sitting in the Lincoln NE airport this afternoon when a TV commercial for Inches A-Weigh came on. It opens with wolf-whistles and catcalls, then a blushing, eyelash fluttering blonde walks on and says, "Wow! I haven't been whistled at by construction workers since I was in High School!!" ...and procedes to tell us how IA-W changed her life. She ends by saying, "Now I hear (whistle of appreciation) everywhere I go! Thanks, Inches A-Weigh!!"

It was hard not to toss my cookies. The day I measure my beauty by the standards of construction workers is the day I hire myself a shrink. Seriously.

In closing, I just posted my 100th post over on my blog. Stop by and say "Hi!" (it's one of my funnier ones).

Have a lovely weekend, all!