Blown AwayPosted: March 13, 2014
On the way out the door for our weekly Wednesday date night, Mom’s granny nanny, Barb, asked where we were going to eat.
“We’re going for sushi. Its low cal and we’re still dieting,” I said, patting my slowly shrinking tummy.
“Well you look great,” she commented. “How much have you lost?”
“So far twenty pounds for Bill, sixteen for me,” I replied proudly.
“You better be careful,” Barb quipped with a smile as we headed for the back door. “You’ll just dry up and blow away!”
As we walked into the garage we could hear Mom’s concerned comment, “Well you know, it’s supposed to get windy later this week.”