Give yourself a hug. I do. I call them "flab hugs". The sides of my torso are now huggable. Meaning, I can grab the flab hanging over my jeans, which reminds me of pouting. I don't like pouts. So I grab my flabby frown and give it an uplifting hug. Biting my lip, I imagine a skinnier version sitting here.
Two months ago the judge enforced my parenting plan. The ex thought he was more powerful than the law. The ordeal to take the ex to court, resulted in a weight gain of thirty huggable pounds. Perfect timing. I'm only in the first few weeks of 2010. I am publicly announcing that I will convert my "flab hugs" by moving my torso into a smaller pair of jeans.
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