Now Was That Really Necessary??

A couple of days ago, someone gave me a picture of myself from about 4-5 years ago. It was a simple photo of me standing with her and two other ladies.
She grinned as she gave it to me, saying "Remember this?"
"Not really," I said, shrugging at the not-so-memorable shot.
She then found it necessary to add the comment "Girl, that's when you were little!"
Did she really need to say that? Like I was completely unaware that I couldn't fit those pants anymore. Or the shirt.
No - I didn't hit her. I didn't roll my eyes, or crumple up the picture. As a matter of fact, I don't remember commenting at all. After all, I still love the me that I am, big or small - short or tall.

None-the-less, there are some very specific reasons why I've picked up - and haven't been able to drop the (eh-hem) few extra pounds I've put on. But I've concluded that it's definitely not my fault. Wanna here them? Here they go.



Chick-Fila
Forget what the Colonel is serving. Whatever Chick-Fila puts on their chicken beats KFC's 11 secret herbs and spices hands down in my double blind, scratch and sniff, pick one, taste test study any day.
 If Chick-Fila was nasty like Burger King, I would automatically lose like ten pounds. And then they had the nerve to start making Banana Pudding shakes?? OMG - they 'bout to make me do a Google search on "The Biggest Loser casting call in your area."


Dairy Queen
If you ever need me to do you a favor, come with ice cream in your hand and your chances of getting me to say yes will increase by almost 100% (in a double blind, scratch and sniff, pick one, taste test study).  Honestly, who can turn down a Blizzard? Smooth, thick and creamy ice cream blended with your favorite mix ins . . . Oreos, M&Ms, Heath bar, coconut, strawberries, pecans . . . oh my!!! Then more of the same at Coldstone's (reserved for pay weeks as they are considerably more expensive). Honey, and walnuts, and cherries and cake. CAKE! Mixed right into your ice cream! They ought to be slapped just for being in business.

Carabba's
If had to imagine what manna tasted like - I would think it tasted a lot like Carabba's Chicken Marsala, topped with sliced mushrooms and marsala sauce, and sided with garlic mashed red potatoes. And the bread dipped in the olive oil with that seasoning sprinkled on the plate. Sigh! See, that's why God probably didn't appreciate the people who escaped from Egypt getting all bored and complaining about the provisions He served them with daily. I would be mad too! How you gonna complain about food that taste like Carabba's???  Give me this day my daily Cara . . . I mean bread.

This extra weight is definitely not my fault. I refuse to take accountability while as long as the government allows those three establishments to keep opening up their doors. At least Chick-Fila has sense enough to be closed on Sundays! And as for old photos - share the photos but keep your comments to yourself.

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