Let me introduce myself. My name is Amber, and I am a hungry housewife. What does that mean, you ask? Well, I'm hungry. I'm hungry because I'm dieting and trying to lose the pounds that the hungry hippos added to my butt, belly, and thighs. Right now I've lost most of the weight I need to, but I still have a way to go before I'm back to my pre-baby self.
The Reese's fast break bar certainly didn't help my mission. Nor did the Bacon Jr. Cheeseburger and fries from Wendy's. And the fried pork chop with fried onions and melted cheese that I had for dinner last night really, REALLY did not help the cause.
It's okay to drool. Really, it is. I'm salivating now and wishing I had some onions so I could recreate the meal now. Fortunately for my waist line I'm not willing to drag the hungry hippos into the grocery store with me for a daggone onion. Though I did tell the hungry husband to bring one home today and he failed to do so.....
So I guess the bottom line is that I've fallen off the wagon and by golly I'm going to get back on. Really. Truly. Right after I finish this bowl of cheese balls....
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