I asked Ted if he’d like me to make him a sandwich, and he said yes please, and then I asked Shaun, and he said please, too. I queried after what kind they each wanted (turkey and roast beef, respectively), and, to Shaun, “Sprouts?” Yes. “Chips?”
“No,” Shaun said, “but maybe some pickles? And–” and then he looked very guilty and began laughing, “And could you bring me up a soda?” More guilt, and, “I’m sitting here dorking around at the computer, while you guys are… but after all,” he said, “I *am* ruthlessly spoiled!”
*helpless laughter* RUTHLESSLY spoiled! RUTHLESSLY!
Ted and I have gotten rid of about 235436987 gallons worth of clothes. Ted went through his whole wardrobe today, trying things on. Things that used to be tight are now voluminous on him. Things that he couldn’t wear for years now fit beautifully. Things that are still tight are GOALS.
This losing weight thing is pretty cool. :)
You used the word ‘voluminous’. What an awesome word to use.
Go Ted! Go you!