Conversations with my mother.

I officially no longer have to wear a bra. (Go me!) I guess maybe this makes the weight loss more noticeable, because Mum started getting on my case this morning about my thinness.

Mum: ::looks me up and down:: "You're losing too much weight."

Me: "I am not. I'm just skinnier than I was."

Mum: ::frowns:: "You're emaciated. You want to end up like you're aunt Donna?"

Me: [YES, with every fiber of my being] "Of course not."

Mum: ::grunts and gives me the 'I KNOW' eye::


So far today, I ate: cereal (70). Work out = -400. Saving the rest of the day for the bloody barbecue, and wine.