Please stay six feet away from this blog, thank you!

Ah, what a difference a week makes, huh? Last week at this time, most of us were still going our merry way, tra la la, a little worried about this whole coronavirus thing, but y’know, I’m sure they’ll work it all out, nothing to see here, mate!

Then Tom Hanks and Idris Elba got it, and all h-e-double-toothpicks broke loose!

So we’re all under house arrest, pretty much, but sorry, that doesn’t let you off the ol’ diet-and-exercise hook!

And after some long and careful thought, I decided to go on with the weekly weigh-ins, because really, what else have I got to do?

Oh — well, yeah, that! And I do plan to stand in yet another line later today, making sure I’ve got all the canned tuna and shrimp I can snag!

But before I head out to stock up on essentials, let me just jump on the ol’ scales … hang on … let’s see:

192.6

Wow, down an entire pound since last week! Well, that’s really interesting ’cause (true confession time!) I kinda gave in to temptation yesterday and indulged in some KFC.

Hey, stressful times, baby! And I know, it’s Lent, so theoretically I’m supposed to be giving up all that stuff. But y’know, since we’re giving up a whole lot of OTHER stuff right now (like the freedom to wander aimlessly around Trader Joe’s, shoving our fellow customers out of the way and grabbing that last box of Mini Hold The Cones out from under their noses, ’cause who do they think they are, shopping at the same time WE are?)

…I figured, what the hey! It may be a while before I get to indulge, and as Pete Hornberger sang on “30 Rock” (a great show to binge watch, btw!),

So, a pound down, that’s good! And by the way, while everyone else is a little uncertain about where our next roll of toilet paper might come from, those of us who’ve got every nook and cranny of our houses, cars, and She Sheds filled with books and vintage magazines are feelin’ pretty vindicated right now!

Seriously, there are some rough times ahead, but we’ll make it! Hang in there, and I promise, come hell, high water, or icky virus, I’ll continue to post my weigh-ins! See ya next week, and remember, spring is on the weigh!!

Weekly Weigh-in: I’m losing – but where is it going?

The good news is, I’ve lost again – this week’s weigh-in is:

231.7

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Which is great and glorious! I certainly don’t mean to sound churlish. It’s just that I’m a bit puzzled. See, I’m also checking my measurements – waist, hips, etc. – as well as the pounds. And none of those measurements has budged, even a fraction of an inch.

So … where are all those pounds disappearing FROM?

It’s a mystery, that’s for sure. Not as much of a mystery as what happened to Tony Soprano, or what the h-e-double-toothpicks was going on at the end of “Twin Peaks: The Return” (don’t worry, no spoilers!).

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And the funny thing is, even though the measurements haven’t budged, I’ve been able to get back into some of my “skinny clothes” (well, skinni-ER – from a 3X to a 1X in skirt size, for example).

Yet the tape measure shows everything’s the same. Weirdorama, huh?

Oh well, I’m sure they’ll turn up SOMEWHERE. Hopefully not in a landfill in New Jersey, like some of Tony’s “pals.” (Can you tell I’ve been binge-watching “The Sopranos” again?)

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Anyway, as long as the numbers on the scale are going down, I’m happy!

So how’s YOUR week been going? What challenges are you facing this week? Let me know in the comments!

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