What’s Red and White and Makes Daisy Shudder?

I’ve posted a cringe-worthy new tale of gag-reflexology (not sure, but I think I just coined a cool new term--LOL) on my crazy woman blog.

You see, I came across a plastic bag full of Weight Watchers-related stuff like point calculators, booklets, my weight records and my food journals from the last time I attended WW a couple of years ago. One section of my journal detailed my strict adherence to the program through the holiday season from Halloween through the new year. And there, adorned with my grisly red-ink doodling of dripping blood and screaming faces, was the page I’d written about…(*drum roll*)…The Beef Fat Incident. As I read my notes, my thoughts were immediately hurled back to my childhood where my sorrowful history with beef first started…

Oh it’s a memorable story indeed (if I do say so myself)! If you’d like to find out what happened, pop over to my latest post, “The Beef Fat Incident (Oh the Horror, the Horror!)” on The Crazy Woman Inside Me blog.