I had lots of visitors yesterday at Southern Fried Fatty thanks to this great article by Kimberly Sherman on CalorieLab.com. I am so excited about it. The only problem is that I have had more hits on this picture than anything else. I really thought when I posted it that it would eventually get lost in the archives after a few months of blogging. It did me good to have to revisit it though, I don’t want to slip into a state of denial.
I took a few minutes today to go back and read some of my earlier posts. I’ve been blogging about 3 months now so I thought I would see if I could tell a difference in my attitude. Here is what I discovered:
My first post was kind of sad. I was in that place where you feel like nothing is going to work. I hadn’t even opened The Beck Diet Solution yet. I was going to eat only grapefruit on Mondays (whatever.) Even worse is that I had not figured out how to link to anything yet!
Wednesday Fish Night only lasted one week. I don’t know what I was thinking. I don’t even cook. FatHubby can testify to that.
I think my earlier posts are more entertaining than my recent ones. I just haven’t felt very funny lately. Hell, I even resorted to referencing HEE HAW in my last post. Not funny. What could possibly be wrong with me? Nothing has really changed in my life I guess. I am eating better, exercising and losing weight…………………………Hmmmmm. I think I might have just figured out what is stealing my MOJO! It’s all of this healthy living!!

All of this fatblogging and exercising has cut into my TV time.
I probably watch half the amount I used to. How can I be funny if I don’t watch any TV to steal my humor from?? I’ve had to resort to coming up with original material!

I’ve given up sugar.
Maybe sugar had the same effect on me as LSD does to “artists”. Maybe it took me to this exotic place where all of my thoughts were hilarious and I felt extremely creative. I do occasionally have flashbacks of doughnuts and ice cream. Or it could be something more serious….

My sense of humor is stored in my fat cells!!!
Maybe with each pound I lose, I am also losing a bit of my snarkiness. What Delilah was to Samson, Dr. Beck is to me*. Each fat and happy cell shrinks to become as much fun as having your jaw wired shut at an all-you-can-eat pastry buffet.
No, but seriously folks, what I really did learn by reading my old posts is that I really am learning to change my behavior towards food. Slowly but surely the tasks in The Beck Diet Solution seem to be working. I am amazed at how little I think about food these days. Not only am I not thinking about it, I’m not eating a lot of it either. I never thought I could be so easily influenced by a book. Remind me never to read Dianetics.
*Just to be clear, I really don’t think Dr. Beck has stolen my mojo. Maybe it was Fat Bastard.

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2 Comments
June 22, 2007 at 8:56 am
I think you’ve been consistenly hilarious, and I am just as entertained by recent posts as the old ones. Keep on keepin’ on, sister.
Thanks for the kind words! I love your name
SFF
July 4, 2007 at 9:00 pm
SFF…don’t worry. Your “funny” is still here.
OMG! I haven’t heard anybody say Fat Bastard in a loooong time.
Thanks for the laughs. You totally rock!
TPB
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