By Lorna Barrett / Lorraine Bartlett / L.L. Bartlett
Three weeks ago today, Mr. L said, "I have a stomachache."
This is significant because Mr. L NEVER gets sick. Of course, as someone with frequent heartburn, I kind of brushed this off. That is until he said, "I think I need to go to the ER."
That sure changed my Saturday night plans.
Two weeks into the diet, Mr. L had lost 14 pounds.
Hmmm. Four months vs. two weeks.
A week later, I am down 16.5 pounds. Mr L is down 17. (Why is it men can lose weight SO much easier than women?) Still, I ain't getting into my goal jeans just yet. I figure we've got at least another month to go before the surgery happens, and then adding fat to our diets will slowly start once again. (Frozen custard is on the top of my list.)
Anybody got any ideas for a virtually fat-free dinner that tastes good? Please--I'm hungry!
SENTENCED TO DEATH, is now available. If you like the series, I hope you'll give this latest addition a try.