Baby got back!
From Germany, that is. Last Friday. I managed to keep thoughts of how disgracefully fat I am at bay for the most part and had a really good time. I didn’t eat much really but I still thought I’d pile on the weight, as the calories were being consumed in liquid form by the gallons.
I don’t drink beer since my surgery, but I had a lot of these:
So I was pleasantly surprised when I got home to see that my weight had gone down 2 lbs during my trip. Two digits, bitches! And I am 18 lbs from Onederland.
Also, I got a lot of propositions. A LOT. And while they have had more to do with the fact of being the drunk girl at the bar and not my attractiveness, I choose to not analyze too deeply. I'll take what i can get!