Well, Jan 1st has come and gone. And now it seems like everyone's forsaken their favorite resturant in favor of some sort of fad diet for their New Year's Resolution. Atkins, South Beach, The Grapefruit Diet, etc, etc, etc.
It seems like everyone's pushing some diet on TV (Yeah, I know, I don't watch TV . . . work with me people! 8-) ). So why not me? Here's some new ones to talk about at the watercooler:
The Sunday Best Diet: You can eat _whatever you want_. As long as you cook and eat it in your very best clothes. Mmm . . . a big bowl of Fettucini Al Fredo (Spagetti by Fred, for those of you who don't speak Italian) sounds GREAT, but you gotta eat it in that brand new $200 cashmere sweater. Hrm, or maybe just a bowl of unmessy carrot sticks . . .
The Skiing Diet: Arrrgghhh! You took a tumble down a mountain! Arrrgghh! Ok, not really. But we can pretend. You go to the store you gotta go on crutches, and shop using your backpack. Ooo! Chocolate Frosted Chippy Chips and Cheez Whizzies! But . . . that'll take up your whole backpack . . . (Really this was N's idea, he lived it)
The Hangover Diet: Drink til' you hurl! Stay hungover the next day, eat bland things that won't cause even more hurling. Drink til' you hurl again! Oh wait . . . that's most people's college experience . . . never mind, nothing new there.
The Annoyance Diet: Eat only in places you can't stand with people you don't like. Please, if you go on this diet don't tell me over dinner.
Yeah, my fad diets are silly, but no less silly than some of them out there.
It seems like everyone's pushing some diet on TV (Yeah, I know, I don't watch TV . . . work with me people! 8-) ). So why not me? Here's some new ones to talk about at the watercooler:
The Sunday Best Diet: You can eat _whatever you want_. As long as you cook and eat it in your very best clothes. Mmm . . . a big bowl of Fettucini Al Fredo (Spagetti by Fred, for those of you who don't speak Italian) sounds GREAT, but you gotta eat it in that brand new $200 cashmere sweater. Hrm, or maybe just a bowl of unmessy carrot sticks . . .
The Skiing Diet: Arrrgghhh! You took a tumble down a mountain! Arrrgghh! Ok, not really. But we can pretend. You go to the store you gotta go on crutches, and shop using your backpack. Ooo! Chocolate Frosted Chippy Chips and Cheez Whizzies! But . . . that'll take up your whole backpack . . . (Really this was N's idea, he lived it)
The Hangover Diet: Drink til' you hurl! Stay hungover the next day, eat bland things that won't cause even more hurling. Drink til' you hurl again! Oh wait . . . that's most people's college experience . . . never mind, nothing new there.
The Annoyance Diet: Eat only in places you can't stand with people you don't like. Please, if you go on this diet don't tell me over dinner.
Yeah, my fad diets are silly, but no less silly than some of them out there.