So when I was in Seattle I arrived weighing 130 lbs which is 40 full pounds less than the 50 I gained after I started taking type two anti-pychotic medications which are just terrible about making you gain weight. One girl I knew in the psyche ward had gain 100 lbs. So only gaining 50 was doing pretty well! I was wearing one of the only things I'd saved from my ex husband--his beautiful hand tooled Hawaiian flower leather belt. He was a skinny guy and the belt just fit. But after a few hours in Seattle the damn thing was tight.
So I ask my friend Elyce what to do and she gets one of Jason's old belts for me to wear which fits just perfectly. Jason is a skinny dude too but taller than my ex. I wear this belt for the entire time. Then it comes time to leave and I have to squeeze back into my Hawaiian belt. I'm the type of person who needs a belt since my waist is larger than my hips. Luckily I don't have to take it off at security. Elyce had advised me to stick it in my purse and put it back on in the restroom.
So I arrive home a full five pounds heavier than when I had left. And now I was about to go eat lunch out! The first thing I did was find the belt that fits me. Then I ordered two pancakes with extra butter which until today had been real butter but today was a butter type substance. I often order this as it is the cheapest thing on the menu. Elyce says butter is good for you. I skip the syrup.
I'm trying to save money after all the money I hemorrhaged up North. I'm a perfect example of penny wise and pound foolish (get it?).
When I get home Richard tells me he had the strangest longing for pancakes right around noon. And he had no idea that was what I had ordered. I have often felt our brain waves leak when we're around each other. We say the same thing at the same time etc.
Anyway I came home and weighed only 133 lbs. Oh P. S. I ordered a diet coke! Bad Lyn!
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