or, why i have joined the Sweetney.com Flab-Be-Gone 2006 Challenge Redux....
anyone who has kids in school in the united states is all too familiar with the ever-present "school fundraiser." even if you have not got kids, you have more than likely been trapped in uncomfortably close quarters by parents like myself who demand "my kid's school is raising money, would you like to buy some cookie dough, fruit pies, scholastic books, magazine subscriptions, giftwrap, or art made by the children. it's for the children..."
my son's preschool runs the gamet in terms of these little ventures, and for the most part this entails me and my husband buying an inordinate amount of some foodstuff, and keeping it for ourselves, because we are too lazy and embarrassed to pimp this stuff in the workplace.
this meant that last weekend we had about five metric tons of little ceasar's pizza/garlic cheese bread kits delivered to our house.
let me tell you how evil that garlic cheese bread is. my friend jen and i assembled the item (i hesitate to use the term "cook") the other weekend, and both of us were in worldless shock over what went into it.
1. open bread dough square (provided) and place on greased cookie sheet.
2. sprinkle 10lbs of cheese (provided) over dough
3. bake at 450 for 7-9 minutes, until cheese bubbles (mm'ok)
4. [and here is the devil part]. open sachet of garlic butter mix (provided) and slather contents over top of melted cheese.
(i.e. you do not only melt cheese on bread, you smear it with about a pint of startlingly yellow garlic butter mix.)
5. eat large quantities of that shit like there is no tomorrow.
flash-forward to last friday when i polished off a large proportion of the devil-bread, completely alone and without assistance. oh, and did i tell you i am calorie counting? and trying to lose weight? you know how they say "nine months in, nine months out" over baby weight? how about "nine months in, three and a half years (and counting) out."
so anyway, internets, in line with sweetney's charge, please take this as my public declaration that while i plan to eat and be merry for the rest of my life, i also want to not have to buy another set of clothes in "the next size up." i want to look slim and fabulous while i'm eating fried cheese, dammit;)! by july 1 i will have lost 10-15 lbs, and will do so by exercising and eatin' right.