tex mex y'all

Am I sad that I'm all like wheeeeeeeeeeeee no shit! when one of my everday-reading blogs gets noted as the Blogger Blog of Note? (Jesus Christ how many times can I write blog in one sentence?).

Homesick Texan! Woohoo! Not that it's my blog - puhlease I am not that exciting- but I get excited vicariously.

Plus in my alternative daydreaming life I'm sure I'd make a rockin' Southerner. I have the hair flickin', eye flutterin' down pat plus I can leave off my g's easy peasy. Not to mention I get to eat things like "pulled pork" and chillies.. I mean peppers. Although the European in me does quail at the thought of orange cheese in a block that doesn't go off.

Then again I've been eating processed crap this past week and was originally planning to eat it for the next month. I've ordered that Lite and Easy crap and have now started daydreaming about slitting my wrists. It's not that the food is bad per se more that it's very.... simple... Tuna, tomato and mayo on roll. Check. Muesli. Check. Baked beans on toast. Check. I've had to liven all the meals up with herbs and spices and occassionally added calories (gasp) by adding some form of condiment. I'm also over the fact that the meat was only meat in a past life. It's been so overprocessed that it's enough to make me vegetarian all over again.

So I can't decide whether I'll just suck it up (princess) and just stick to it for another month as planned, lose the 4kgs as planned and then go on to live happily ever after (with flavour) or just go back to what I was doing and lose the last of the workers comp weight a little bit slower but happier.

On a whole sociology thing though the whole diet thing has been interesting. The guys have been horrified and told me that I don't need to lose any weight including the gay men whilst the girls have all understood.




Numa Numa - nothing to do with the post I just love this classic vid.