Boy, did I hear some great news today! According to the news report I heard, for one of the few times in my life I actually weigh less than the average American woman.
Wow! I was so stoked after hearing that, I made myself a bowl of popcorn and poured real melted butter all over it, much to Pablo’s delight.
Because if there’s anything Pablo is really, really fond of (besides king crab, shrimp, fish of any kind, raw moose and caribou, raw or cooked beef, pork, or chicken, every fruit and vegetable in the world, potatoes in every form, tomatoes, rice, all varieties of nuts and seeds, every kind of dessert ever created, ice cream in any flavor, all types of candy but especially Jelly Bellies), well, it would have to be butter.
As you can tell, Pablo is not a picky eater, except when it comes to those expensive parrot seed mixtures. Then he eats only the sunflower and safflower seeds, and the peanuts.
But anyway, this is not about Pablo. This is about my good news. Yes, I now weigh less than the average American woman. I’ve had a bit of a problem in that regard ever since….. ummmmm…….well, probably starting in….. I guess it would have to be…….. Yeah, okay, ever since puberty. Sigh.
Not now, though. Without revealing the unsavory number, I can feel pretty good about myself and my weight for the first time in a long, long time. I weigh less than the average American woman. There.
Oh, by the way. I heard that on a report about the obesity epidemic in
(Please, no snide remarks about buttered popcorn.)