There he sat, where he could be found sitting most nights at this time, it was 6:45 pm on a Monday night and nothing particular was going on that evening, which didn’t exactly make him happy because it was New Years Eve. The kids were running around and his wife asked him what was the plan for the evening, and they both decided that since there was no sitter for the children it was going to be a couple drinks on the couch watching a movie. An agreement was made and she ran out and grabbed some Disaronno and a bottle of sour mix, while he stayed at home with the kids. Upon her return he noticed that the bag was too big to contain just the drinking paraphernalia and he asked, “What else did ya end up getting?” to which she answered with only a smile. Inside the bag was a six pack of Mike’s hard lemonade along with the Disaronno, sour mix, and 2 pints of Ben and Jerry’s ice cream, one pint of Chubby Hubby, which was very fitting, and one pint of
This is the very bottle of Disaronno and the pint of Dublin Mudslide that was bought on the night I just wrote about. it is still in the freezer.
The rest is, how do they say? History. I am the he in the short story above and the she is my lovely wife. Today he is 78 pounds lighter and has not eaten badly in ninety six days. That pint of Dublin Mudslide still lives in the freezer and in one years time from Jan 01 2008 he will enjoy it, BUT the difference is going to be that he is enjoying it on his terms, not because he could not resist it, or because he lacked the discipline or willpower to not eat it, but because on December 31st 2007 he pronounced that he would eat it in a year.
I felt like writing tonight so I thought I would post this up there for anyone who cares to read it. I do thank everyone for their support up to this point and want you all to know that it is greatly appreciated. Thank you