1- I cleared my schedule and announced was going to the gym that evening (and by cleared my schedule I mean that I loudly proclaimed to my partner that I would not be spending the evening comatose on the sofa watching NCIS).
2- In the news (and by in the news I mean in blogs online) I read an article about that obnoxious website beautiful.com kicking out like 5,000 members for chubbing out over the holidays. I have read about these jerks before (and by I have read I mean watched their reality TV show about coming to Canada), and as I understand it you have to apply (and by apply I mean turn off your brain and grovel), and then all their skinny superficial snobby stupid Paris Hilton wanna-be members vote you in or out based on your world vision and spiritual awareness (and by world vision and spiritual awareness I mean your picture).
3- Later that night I watched the premiere episode of Drop Dead Diva (and by premiere episode I mean yes the first ever, which is a couple of years old, but I live in another damn time zone where apparently television runs two years behind) about a vain blonde actress who dies and comes back as a smart successful fat lawyer chick. You gotta LOVE her.
And I didn't even bother to count those endless Jenny Craig commercials. I mean I love Valerie Bertinelli, but really, go the fuck away already!
So... three separate fat things in one day; is it total coincidence, or is the universe trying to tell me something? Like... hey you, put down the laptop, put down the curried cashews, put down the jellybeans, push aside the canine, and go get your butt on a treadmill?
So... going beyond moi, I am thinking holy crap, are so many of us focused so much on weight? Is our society so obsessed over weight? And is this somehow Oprah's fault? And on a totally unrelated subject, what the hell is wrong with my fancy shmancy suits that they have been slowly shrinking over the past six months?
I am like lots of people, gotta move it more and worry about it less. Life is good, why focus on this? Oh, and I never got to the gym on Tuesday... was on the phone with my friend G hearing about the new guy in her life (tell me everything) and then played with Alfie. And yes was a pretty good episode of NCIS. I am so getting fat...