Paulette Adds it Up

Hello folks, I’ve been in Seaside, Florida presenting at Escape to Create and working on a proposal for a new book project. I’m very excited about this one! I do hope to be able to share more about that very soon. But, right now, I’ve pulled out a classic issue from the archives for your enjoyment. I’ve also put a new Easter story on the blog. Please feel free to share it with your friends. And now with the annoucements aside, have a seat and let’s chat…smile~

Have y’all seen Paulette? The approaching swimsuit season always gets her undergarments twisted. Right now, she has her lip ran out a mile long. Yesterday was her official weigh in day with that new weight loss program she’s been all excited about. Bless her heart, y’all. I think she lost about a pound and a half, tops. She came by this morning ranting and raving about how hard she had worked and how much she had sacrificed.

“I swanee,” she grumbled. “That dadblame Carol Lee, I should’ve known something was up when she said I could eat as much of anything I liked on this diet, and then she gave me a list of the things I was supposed to like. I’ve been walking three miles a day and watching every bite I put in my mouth and for what—less than two pounds, two measly pounds!” While she took a breath I took the opportunity to mention that it had only been a week after all. “What’d you expect?” I asked.

Paulette gave me one of her I thought you’d be on my side frowns. “Well, Shellie, a lot more than two pounds, that’s for sure. Carol Lee has used the same program and she lost ten pounds her first week. She swore I’d do the same thing.”

I reminded Paulette that it’s a proven fact that if you take weight off slowly you have the best chance of keeping it off in the long run. “Who is this cousin of yours, anyway?” I asked. “I don’t think I know her, do I? Is Carol Lee a doctor?”

“No,” Paulette said.
“Is she a nutrionist?”
“No, Shellie. She’s not. ”

“Is she certified to help with the program as a group leader or something?” Paulette was steady shaking her head.

“Well, then, what is she?” I asked.

Paulette took a minute before it hit her. “Now that I think about it,” she said. “I think she’s a bald-faced liar.”

That’s my buddy, y’all. With Paulette things are always darkest, right before it dawns!

Happy Easter Hugs,
Shellie