- confessed all my foodie issues while naked and vulnerable. He was genuinely worried about me. Said I really needed to get help, and that what was going to happen when I went to uni? That scares me more than it scared him, I think. He informed me that he was going to 'come down there and kick my ass' if he so much as heard anything about me relapsing into bad ways.
- eaten six pieces of toast in one day (and that's not all) to prove a point.
- lost a pound.
- walked miles in high heels to TONE.
- taken the MAJOR relationship step of having him no longer listed as single on Facebook. Not 'in a relationship', but no longer 'single'. That's plenty much for me.
Sunday, May 2
This weekend I have:
'twas 4:09 pm