Thursday, March 19, 2015

Shopping Terror

Shopping is the worst curse when you are a balloon. There was hope today as the tshirt fit without making me cringe at the blob of mass called a stomach. With this fact in place I dared to do the inevitable go shopping. I have returned depressed, all the pretty stuff looks shit on you, especially the short and figure hugging , obviously they are made for a figure and not a drum.

If I could I would roll this whole trying to lose weight in a ball and throw it right out of the window. The image of  obese hands and a whole entity for a stomach made me throw the thought out of the window. Exercise is a must and it is on agenda hopefully should make it on Monday.

A new addition to the chicken recipe.... I added a dash of orange juice to the sticky residue post grilling masala marianted chicken and it turned out to be  a yummy sauce to go with brown bread. 

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