Friend or Foe???

Friend, definitely.


Okay, this is officially crazy on so many levels, but I've decided to share it anyway.


Many of you know that I am a huge Biggest Loser fan. I am so excited to see the finale tonight! This has been the best season due to the general compassion displayed by most every member of the group. I can't say that it matters to me who actually wins-they are all worthy.


(Except Melissa. I'll say no more about that....)


Many of you know that I recently began my own weight loss journey with the Perfect 10 Diet. I just completed week 4 with another weigh-in with 0 loss. 4 weeks and 8 pounds down. Many more to go....


Frustrating.


I really can't complain-I've not given myself over to it completely. Until I do that, I can't expect to see results. I am doing better this week, so that makes me happy.


Anyway, on to the craziness.


I rarely dream. Or, I should say, I rarely remember dreaming. Occasionally, I wake up trying to remember what that dream was, but usually.....nothing. Just black, dreamless nights.


A couple of nights ago, however, I had a dream that I remembered in great detail. When I shared it with my son, he laughed out loud. Hard. When I shared it with my daughter, she exclaimed that it was the craziest thing she'd ever heard.


I was at a huge bar-b-que/cookout. It was quite fancy. People were everywhere.


By the way, this was the part my daughter said was crazy. Her exact words were, "Mom. That's the craziest thing I've ever heard. You would NEVER be at a cookout with a lot of people."


SIGH. (She's right.)


Anyway. I was at this cookout and the cook/chef/whoever he was, was handing me a big, juicy brat on a bun. Hot off the grill. And the bun was some sort of flat bread that had been grilled with butter and honey.


I know!


It's obvious here that my dieting is getting to me....


I take the brat sandwich from the chef as he dribbles it with globs of honey mustard. I take a bite. Yum. I chew and swallow and go in for a second bite. Suddenly, I feel a hand on my shoulder and someone says, "GIRL. You can NOT eat that! Put that down! There are so many other things you CAN eat. I am NOT going to let you do this!"


Yep.





It was Ashley from The Biggest Loser. Not the Ashley in this photo, but the new, skinny Ashley. She was giving me the pep talk of a life time!


I know.


I think it's time.