Men are crazy

LOL...I just thought I'd share this story with my handful of viewers. So when I decided to start my quest to drop 2 dress sizes for my vacation in August, the first thing I did was seek advice from friends. I got many ideas and suggestions that were helpful. Dominic told me that I needed to exercise more and change my diet. He also suggested that I cut out all those midday snacks that I usually tell him about (Krispy Kreme donuts, candy bars, etc) in favor of something healthier, like fruit. So I've been following that advice and have stayed away from my coworkers candy dish (which she refills every day) and her candy/cookie drawer. She has so many stashes its ridiculous.

Now this past Sunday Dom was on his way to my house for our ritual of Sunday night Sopranos. He called me around 8:30 to let me know he was on his way. He asked me had I cooked anything, I told him that I was cooking while we spoke and it should be ready not long after he arrived. Rewind this....i had been to the gym that afternoon and stopped by the grocery store afterwards, so I had picked up a few things for me to help in my quest for eating healthier :) Okay, back to the Sopranos...so when he got to my house, he was moving around like a crackhead saying that he was starving. He just couldn't stand still for one second. Then he tells me "You need to have more snacks in here"

HELLO...weren't you the one that told me I need to cut back on the snacks? Uh, yeah

I know this blog made no sense, but I just thought it was funny