Handbag gate

Weight : the same!
Fat : the same!
How I look in my undies : the same!
How do I feel : not good.














So I got up one morning, and my dog was cowering....she was telling me she'd been naughty. Ah, the evidence was quite clear, my handbag was in her bed along with lots of bits of paper. On closer inspection she had eaten 2 Fry's Chocolate Creams, a stick of Bewdley rock and (this was the bad bit) she'd eaten the birthday card I had bought for hubby. (Birthday February but it was awesome!!) It read - I love you a little bit more every single day....well, that's not strictly true because some days you really annoy me.

So I was worried that she had eaten chocolate (not good for dogs) and really upset about the card! I ran upstairs to tell my husband thinking we might have to take her to the vets, like immediately, like in our PJs! My lovely 15 year old appeared (at 7am on a Sunday!!) all tall and skinny in his PJ shorts and hair sticking up - he looked like Ken Dodd. He'd heard me shouting at Libby, wanted to know what was happening. So I'm telling them both, and oh no it wasn't 'Quick get Libby into the car' oh no! I was bombarded with 'Why did you have two Frys Chocolate Creams in your bag?!', 'Why you hiding chocolate in your bag Mum?', 'Where is the third bar if you bought a pack?'

My excuse for buying the Frys was that I needed change for parking early one morning. The pack of my favourite bars just happened to be the first thing I grabbed, obviously! I ran out the room quickly, I could hear husband telling me that that was funny...most people would grab chewing gum...

Libby never got to the vets btw - she's fine! 

What have I learnt? Well I was reminded this morning watching that early Great Britain TV (whatever it's called now) that being obese is really bad for heart disease and cancer. 40% of cancers are connected to being over weight! We all know this but it is so scary.

Be sure to taste your words before you spit them out.