A mathematically inclined reader of my journal did the calculations on how much weight I would gain if I continued at my Thanksgiving rate of ten pounds every seven days.
He said I would pile on 474.5
pounds more by this time next year. I'm so lucky to have friends like
YOU and you know who YOU ARE.
Since having juice on the plane
ride back this morning I haven't eaten anything. It's been eight hours
and I can still taste the sopapillas from last night's dinner. Maybe I
have seven stomachs and just didn't know it.
I haven't been hungry all day. I wonder when it'll kick in again.
By the way my nephew hasn't been
born yet. Since he was already estimated at seven and a half pounds
three weeks ago, he's going to be a big one by his due date next week.
He's going to love Thanksgiving.