The trouble with telling me that I’ve lost weight is I tend to celebrate and eat! Last Sunday, we went to my parents’ place just after lunch. My sister, who lives on the other side of the Metro, visited too with her husband. I think it’s been two or three weeks since we last saw each other. She complimented me saying that I’ve obviously lost some weight. Of course, I was all smiles.

Later last night, we met up with friends. I just thought I could celebrate a little. I ate a lot. And I think till today, I haven’t stopped celebrating. U-oh! I better take some best diet pills so I could attain my “ideal weight” in time for summer.