Barnaclebutt

Speaking of fantasies, I would so like to be painted as a Modigliani. I have always thought the most beautiful woman have oval faces with flat panes to them, and he made every woman he painted so lovely.

I know I said I wasn't going to talk about my weight issues, but that was just a lie. Today was Marc's and my first day on the Fat Flush Diet and it turns out I'll have to write about it since it's the only thing on my mind. Whenever I try to loose weight it turns out the only thing I can think about is food.

And yes I know that Weight Watchers is the best way to go, but I needed something to really give us a jump start and I like this plan because it cuts out all the "bad" foods. I want to see how Marc feels when he isn't eating any of the foods he used to allergic to.

I also like that we get to jump on the trampoline. That's one of the plan "rules," really. When Marc and I were out jumping at 6:30 this morning I started laughing and couldn't stop. Can you create a mental picture of two old fat people out bouncing around in their work out clothes. We have no grace or balance and after about a minute Marc announces, "oh yea, here come the farts."

Today must be "put all your weird sized trash by the side of the road" day in our neighborhood because when Marc and I were driving to the track this morning we saw some major treasures. MAJOR I tell you!

I tried to get Marc to pull over for several beautiful to behold items but he was having none of it. Lately he is all about getting rid of the crap in our garage (most of it left over from the previous owners) so he refused to see the magic in all of the FREE stuff just ripe for the picking.

Not even a real one person sized sail boat--with an actual sail, or the lemonade stand. I have to go back for them.

The people we rent from built shelves in our garage made out of hundreds of boxes of empty beer bottles and plywood. I think it's funny, but it kind of bugs Marc. I think it's this "bug" that makes him grouchy about getting more craptastic stuff.

I'll have to be stealthy.

YES, I can be stealthy.

I seriously can't think of anything blog worthy to talk about tonight. I have a few personal blog rules, mostly about what I won't write about. Stuff like my weight issues (boring!), and kidney donation (gross!), and teenage girl dramalamadingdong (because they can read).

Everything else on my mind is seriously underdeveloped, like why is "Terminator: the Sara Conner Chronicles" canceled? I like that show. And also WHY can't I save any money? If you spend any time in blog land you know that frugal is the new black. But pretty much I rot at that.

I listed a bunch of stuff on craigslist on Sunday, so now I have to check my email every five minutes or so to see if anyone is buying anything...it's completely taking up my whole day. Crazy.

Maybe it is just time to go to bed and let another day come.

Our friends at the Bain Household have asked me to post more of Jonathan's videos. Here then, are his musical stylings in "The Grass."