Empirical Evidence

I now have proof -- solid, take-it-to-the-judge proof -- that the SOD is a lying cur.

Last night the B/F made a lovely observation about my changing size. And he's generally a bit too stingy with the weight-loss compliments for my taste (although he would say he tells me in very sweet language about any changes as he notices them, but refuses to indulge me when I incessantly ask him if _____ (insert body part here) looks smaller).

In anycase folks, here's the triumphant evidence: I am now huggable in a new and different way!

That's right, the B/F noticed last night that I feel appreciably smaller in his arms, and not just my shoulders, which somewhat trimmed down a while ago, but also -- praise the skies -- the wide and ample hips! Yowza, yowza, yowza!

Screw that damn SOD. It is such a liar.

Wanted to take a picture of my breakfast this morning but was in such a hurry I scarfed it down before I remembered to get out the camera. Hope to carry camera today for beautiful park pics. 73 degrees -- whoopee!