The past 18 months have not been kind to Bill and I's waistlines-- death, illnesses, the earning of master's degrees and associated academic stress, and so on.
Since we are to be married in 181 days (or at least, so claims Wedding Wire), we must refine our physiques. Bill will probably eat one less cookie a day and drop 10 pounds in a week; I will be embarking again on the Sonoma Diet, and blogging about it here.
*Sadly, not the buffet-ing that Wendy thought we were venturing on. Though really, aren't all buffets disappointments? Except, hopefully, our wedding buffet.
Sunday, January 08, 2012
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
