Diet Update

Ten pounds down, ten to go. Although the next ten will be slower, as I move to the second "phase" of this diet. (I won't reveal which one. It hardly needs more publicity. Let's just say it rhymes with "Mouth Peach.")

I rewarded myself this weekend with a jacket that I found on the clearance rack of a shop I would not normally go into (or that would normally allow me in), however Dean was leading the way and happened to know the salesperson on "duty" (duty limited to vicious asides re: hipness-challenged shoppers while chatting with the carefully chosen few who rate). I wondered how small their phones were.

BTW, if you need a $75 t-shirt, I know a place.