Butter Squash Nut Squad
Monday, 31 August 2009
Bobo and I have been on a strict diet for weeks now, managing to shed half a stone on target and going for more. This takes steely determination and also yields a few surprises.
Yesterday, I idly picked up a pat of butter in the supermarket hoping to sneak it into the trolley for my middle of the night cheeky snacks. Bobo's face stiffened visibly, "butter should only be for incidental or emergency use." Suitably chastened, I released the offending article, shocked by a surprise visit from the Butter Squash Nut Squad. What next? Would he bring out a small megaphone and demand that I step away from the fatty deposits?
In the war on fat, the leaner, meaner, considerably less laid back Bobo wages war on stray fat cells. After much remonstrating, we got new weighing scales, because the last ones would have been more at home in a Soviet potato market, where a few kilos here or there make no odds. But now, the war on fat demands precision, with our weekly weigh in hotly contested and the winner being slapped on the back in a sportsmanlike way by the great big fatty loser. Weight watchers has nothing on us.
Posts
Tuesday, September 01, 2009 12:45:00 AM
Lucky! I think I need a portable Bobo-type device to supervise my shopping.
Tuesday, September 01, 2009 1:57:00 AM
This is hilarious! I'm impressed with his willpower. But align myself more with yours. The thought of you both completely your competitive weigh-ins every week (with hearty back slap) is very funny.
Tuesday, September 01, 2009 8:54:00 AM
That all sounds remarkably self-disciplined. I assume McBobo also scrutinises your dinner plate to purge the smallest particle of weight-inducing material. And he probably counts the number of peas to make sure there's no more than ten.
Tuesday, September 01, 2009 10:54:00 AM
GVH: I could hire him out to pop out of ladies' fridges and look sternly upon them for their inappropriate food choices.
Nicola: Oh yes, he noticed how hard it was for me to be pleased for him when he 'won' last week's weigh-in lol.
Nick: I am thinking of hiding his Hellmans mayonnaise and HP Steak sauce. That should sort the men from the boys.
Tuesday, September 01, 2009 3:53:00 PM
Chris and I could never do something like that together....his willpower is even worse than mine!!
C x
Wednesday, September 02, 2009 8:37:00 PM
Hee hee! At least you're 'supporting' each other!!!!
Wednesday, September 02, 2009 9:35:00 PM
Carol: It's not about willpower, so much as public shaming lol. Woe betide the first one to fall off the waggon.
Suburbia: Yes, we are 'supportive' in a drastic, bootcamp type of a way. The softly, softly approach never works because then troubles are soothed away with cakes and scones.
Thursday, September 03, 2009 2:20:00 AM
Good luck. But why are you losing weight at the beginning of WINTER? Isn't it now that we're all allowed to start putting it on ...???
Sunday, September 06, 2009 9:28:00 PM
Good point! Last year, I put on weight to keep wearm, this time,I am going to buy a proper warm jacket to wear.
Tuesday, September 08, 2009 3:05:00 AM
I'm afraid my inner rebel would be in high dudgeon with a McBobo on my cellulited rump, Hull.
Goodonya for the big weight loss and it is easier for men so he should give himself a handicap. 5 lbs should do it...
XO
WWW
Wednesday, September 09, 2009 8:56:00 PM
Oh yes, I can see him as a bossy-boots with flat tummy.
I am joining Rosemary Conley when i get back from hols - which is sort of the wrong way round but it's too late to join before.
Thursday, September 10, 2009 10:51:00 AM
WWW: Even my inner rebel is onboard with me losing weight. Not sure quite how I managed it, but I did.
Liz: If Bobo is to nicey nicey, we just lie around and eat stroop waffles all day.
Good luck with the Rosemary Conley.