On Friday I mentioned my husband's rude weight loss (half a stone in 2 weeks), which is clearly not on. On the other hand, it has reminded me that I need to pull myself together and stop eating everything in sight. I'm hoping most of the extra food is going to my boobs (or my 'page 3 boobs' and Mike has loving renamed them) given the number of comments I have received about them from friends over the last few days...however, I suspect this is not completely the case, so a healthy eating plan (note: not a diet, critics) complete with carrot sticks instead of chocolate hobnobs (my best friend, Alex, will be pleased. She's currently on a diet and takes great issue with the slow and savouring pace I use to eat anything yummy) is in order.
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