D-I-E-ting
I’ve been somewhat successful so far at my attempt at dieting (a skill I’ve never particularly mastered) except that I have not been very diligent at watching what I’ve eaten this weekend. I considered it a hiatus, if you will, from the whole dieting event.
But now I’m back on again and have found that my suspicions are once again confirmed: dieting is no fun.
Little Button is doing her best to help me out, though. Her tactics are effective and include such things as wailing the alarm the minute I sit down to eat ANYTHING. She’d prefer that I never eat anything, but she’ll settle for chewing on the run while I carry her around because, hey, at least I’m buring some of those calories I’m intaking.
Her other maneuvers include a constant need to be entertained via whatever method expends the most energy (jumping, dancing, walking up and down the stairs, whatever makes the least use of all the toys and gadgets we have scattered around the house that are supposed to entertain her FOR US) and absolutely positively REFUSING to take her afternoon nap.
How long until her bedtime again? Sigh. Who needs a gym? I have a child.
Now if you’ll excuse me, there’s another Diet Caffiene-free Cherry Vanilla Crystal Clear Dr. Pepsi With Lime that has my name on it.






































