Dear Saturday and Sunday,
What do you have against diets, huh? Seriously. Do they cramp your style? Your ‘go ahead, let loose’ reputation?
Parties, tailgates, family dinners . . . it seems you have cornered the market on food-filled social events. Back-to-back days stuffed with nachos, burgers and beer. How can we forget the requisite smorgasboard lining the dining room and massive two-tiered birthday cake raised up on a pedestal in all its delicious glory?
And you dare linger into Monday with your sneaky leftovers attack . . . the NERVE.
I’d appreciate your sensitivity to those of us trying to drop the poundage.
Every weight-watching woman on the face of the earth.
P.S. I will restart my diet Monday. I mean Tuesday. After I finish off the meatballs for lunch.