Tuesday, September 05, 2006

Lumpy - not such a cool deal.

Lumpy. When one's pants starts to feel tight around the waist, and the tummy sticks out and one's arse noticeably fills out the butt of the pants without any 'spare cloth', one knows that one has put on the dreaded weight in the dreaded areas. Yeah, right now I'm pretty lumpy. Drats, that's what happens when slack begins to build in one's diet - so you think a pie here and a cake there and maybe a couple of sugary drinks won't hurt cuz of all that yoga? Well wrong. One's lumpy arse is even more obvious when one puts on her yoga pants. Wahlaueh, even orang utans has better looking posteriors. Sigh. Time to put discipline back into the diet; but but but........ the pantry is stocked with my fav jam cookies!! Those reminicent of my childhood days, when kong guan biscuits and marie biscuits are a daily staple, plus afternoon ration of milo. Is it my fault I love to dip my hand in the cookie jar? Ok ok so maybe 15 jam cookies daily aint' such a good idea.... but but but..... they ARE jam cookies. :P

At least I'm not the only lumpy one around. The dubious honour is also shared by our friend the Biscotti. Looking at his profile from top down, our friend has clearly lost his err...streamlined look. He more resembles a lumpy potato these days (same colour too). Dog uncles and neighbourhood regulars have commented how 'prosperous' the Bis has been looking. Man, the fella can't even really run these days, all that excess weight must be too cumbersome to heave around. Hmm, actually, the lumpy roll of honour also has Beef bulgogi somewhere on the list - his belly has grown, looking more 7 mths preggers now. Fwahahahhahahaha. Honey are you reading this? Give a pat to your tum will ya? ;)

Speaking of food, I chanced upon another good food blog today. Singapore is really an eater's haven, there are lots of foodies on the island and lots of really good food blogs. It really reminds me of my younger adventurous epicurean days. But these days are over for me, yoga (and lumpy arse) does make a difference. But still, it's really quite lovely to read, and bask upon the delicious glory these bloggers must have felt.

Had a whole plate of meatballs spaghetti today. Gosh this is a total diet blow-out. Burp.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Lumpy, thy name is JAM tarts!

Hee hee.. you are only noticing the INITIAL effects of the lumpiness.. they congrigate at the butt.. but wait till they start migrating!!.. yup.. pretty soon they are ALL over and people start calling you names starting with food groups.. like beef stew, beef curry etc.. i think you shall me a slightly smaller and leaner version... like ---- rice.. as in Chicken rice, char siew rice.. etc...!! hee hee.. zen you are not, cuz float you cannot!!.. ever wonder why yogis are damn thin and emancipated?

As for the biz, i welcome him with open arms into the club.. the club of the chubby tubbies!... its all the stress he gets from Holly's waa waas that has turned him into a portly fellow.. i know the feeling intimately!!...

perhaps, unbeknowst to you, the rat that the dogs chase has been secretely giving biz 'bribe' makan... hence, they never really injure the little fellow!.. the sneaky rat!!

One is only really fat when one's tummy has put on enough weight to justify its own name as an entity...
HAVE you thought of a name for YOUR tummy yet??!!! Ahhh cows say, to be one, one has to be TWO!!

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