My Flog for July 14 + the Good, the Bad and the Ugly (The Swimsuit Edition)

Well, after Howard's appointment this morning, we went to Zellers and I went shopping, I mean real shopping, not just wish shopping. Bought two pairs of longer-than Daisy Duke shorts that I will be able to wear to work, and a pretty top. Shorts: size 14. Top: Large.

Well, I know that doesn't mean a rat's ass to my size 4 friends, but it's a serious change for me. The only thing that marred my joy with a well-fitted pair of shorts (the shorts and jeans I've been wearing have been nestling under my armpits) was my trying on Swim Suits. Now there's a Come-Downer for you.

I guess it's because Swim Suits are supposed to be stretchy skin-tight things, but even the old lady ones I tried on that had sporty little skirts, had stretchy little skirts that sort of followed the bumps and creases of my body. One of them had its own little pair of pants, but when I went to rehang everything on hangers, I couldn't find the pants. That's because they were so comfortable I forgot to remove them when I dressed, so I had to take off my sandals and jeans to retrieve them.

Imagine if I hadn't bothered to rehang the stuff and got caught walking out of the store wearing stolen Swim Suit parts. The shame of it all.

• Breakie - And...ta da.... a real breakfast it was! An A&W scrambled egg, bacon and toast with marmalade plus coffee breakfast. Only because Howard had to take his hand to Dr Goetz, the specialist, for a checkup, which went great.
• Lunch - Honey Nut Cheerios w/skim milk, grapes
• Dinner - Chicken Pie, Mashed Potatoes (is this a reason I'm not skinny, I wonder?)
• Snacks- a little cupcake (blame Shannon), diet Pepsi, one Timbit  - I think I'm safe from the Timbit invasion now, as they are all gone.....)

And as far as losing weight so far this month, it has been a futile two weeks. Maybe I've reached one of those 'plateaus' that we read about, or maybe I'm just not moving enough or I'm eating too many Timbits. Oh well, just getting some new clothes from a real Store (when I showed Shannon what I bought, she said "Oh! You've been to a Thrift Store!" ) was a feel-good kind of thing, and maybe that will give me incentive to start behaving better in the future. Swim Suit season isn't over quite yet!