CHUBWATCH 2008

Dearest reader(s?), you may have been wondering what I've been up to lately, and where I've been. Maybe you haven't; I'm gonna tell ya either way. Two major factors have come between me and my beloved baking hijinks: 1. Spring has sprung! Who needs to drown their sorrows in baked goods when there's frolicking outdoors to be had? and 2. I'm going to be a bridesmaid in August, forcing me into a situation where, to my horror, I will be photographed. I grew up in Westchester county, where festively disordered eating habits are a way of life and everyone is better looking than me, and even though the old pals and I "weren't like that," I feel like there's a tacit assumption that I will shed the proctective layer of blubber built up from such favorite indoor activities as heavy drinking, reality-tv-induced ass-sitting marathons (curse you, DVR!), and frequent cold-weather comfort nommings. Anyway, it's not so much that I'm baking and nomming less, but I am hitting the gym in a big way, you know, bulking up, getting huge, pumping some iron. Once that starts, you get all pumped and think that you want smoothies and shit, and it's really just caused my baking activities to take a seat. And because I'm a purist, I can't really deal with the thought of turning all "low-fat baking" on a bitch, and like, putting ground prunes and diet Dr. Pepper in brownies and other such grossness. So I won't. Thus, my baked treats reporting is going to drop off for the next few months. To throw ya'll a bone, I'll be putting up some pictures of recent aborted or fucked up or nommed-too-quickly items. Also, please feast your eyes on some awesome inanimate object nomming, as pictured above, courtesy of these folks right here.