Quick Note from Vacation

It would seem that Southern cooking and WW are inherently incompatible.

No, let's not discuss it.

You may be surprised to learn, dear reader, that I do not tell most people I know in real life about my weight loss efforts. There are a few reasons for this. The first is that many people are absolute conversational dullards who will want to discuss the ins and outs of weight management in the most mundane possible way for the next half hour. The second is that I fear people will want me to join in the sport of bashing the previous, heavier version of my body, like the way people want you to rip apart your ex, but you're like, "But I loved that person." I refuse to join in any body bashing. The third reason, especially when dealing with women, is that I don't have the energy to cope with the "You're so good, and I need to do that, too," reaction. I'm very busy and have neither the time nor the desire to conduct concurrent crash courses in Feminism 101 and First-Year Self-Esteem.

And that's the story.