A lot of people have expressed an interest in the cleanse I mention in “Marathon Pants.” I didn’t feel comfortable “endorsing” a book or a diet on a national website, but hey, I can say whatever I want on my own blog, right? Anyway, it’s a book called Cinch!: Conquer Cravings, Drop Pounds and Lose Inches by Cynthia Sass. It worked for me, but who knows if it works for everyone. Good luck and thanks for reading!
And while you’re at it, take a second to “like” my blog. Thanks!
I still don’t think I look pregnant. Just thick around the middle and generally…thicker. Sadly, A. seems to agree most of the time. Yesterday, however, I started thinking that maybe I do look pregnant. Here’s what happened: I went to a tea shop – one of those fancy ones with a gazillion types of tea (apparently, tea is the new coffee, or something like that). Once I was in, I was immediately accosted by a salesgirl. The following exchange ensued (some things are paraphrased, mind you):
Shopgirl: “Hi there. Welcome to Blah Blah Tea Shop. Can I help you?”
Me: “I’m just looking, thanks.”
SG: “Well, if you’d like, we have two teas we’re sampling today. Key Lime Green Dream Something or Other and Mandarin Orange I Tuned Out.”
Me: —blank look on face—
SG: (after two second pause and a once over) “If you prefer a one without caffeine, it’ll be the Mandarin Orange.”
Me: “Yes, thank you, that would be lovely.”
I then had a sip of the said tea, which was great, by the way. So either she thought I was preggers and offered me the decaf, or I looked so perky that more caffeine didn’t look like a good idea. I can assure you that it was not the second.