I know you're all busy today, with your celebrating of Barry Gibb's 64th birthday, and also his 40th wedding anniversary. So I probably won't get many readers today. You'll all be hanging your "Happy Birthday, Barry!" banners and so forth. I did all mine last night, because I'm organized that way.
For those of you who are planning to really have your throwdown later tonight, welcome. Thanks for thinking of my blog on this important day.
So, yesterday, on Barry's birthday/anniversary eve, I asked what you ate in a typical day for our Pieces of Wisdom Wednesday question. You all had such diverse answers. Some of you ate the way I do, thank God, and then some of you smug beeyotches were downing your steel-cut oatmeal and your grilled chicken and green tea. I look forward to dancing on your graves with my extra-value meal.
So I tried to cull the most frequent answers on my little magic erase board last night, but really, you should go back and read the 203848502 comments from yesterday. When you aren't celebrating. Our eating your flax or whatever. Because your answers were really all over the place and they were often funny.
I loved the people who had all healthy things and then said, "WHY AM I FAT, STILL!?" And you know what? I mean, I do not know you, so I cannot say, "Oh, you aren't fat." So if you actually are overweight, why ARE you? Doctors or dietitians should look into this. Seriously. Is it all just metabolism? I am no stick, but I certainly get away with a lot, over here, with this special diet of fat, sugar, chemicals and caffeine. I should be at least twice my pants size.
Okay, on with my erase board.
I was just getting ready for bed last night when I remembered I had to do these stupid pictures. I had already put on my pajama pants. I do not want you to think I went to work in a green shirt and inexplicably baggy pink pants. Anyway, this photo would be great if I hadn't forgotten the sign.
Marvin became obsessed with getting the cats in there, and ONCE AGAIN we forgot the sign. Things get crazy around here at Barry Gibb's birthday time.
Finally. Okay. Here we go. Breakfast. Most of you drink coffee. And I was pleased that others are into the Pop Tarts. I thought I was the only one keeping Mr. Pop Tart in business. Some of us eat Pounce as a breakfast treat but the only people to tell me that are featured in these pictures. And they were getting really annoyed that I kept posing with the bag and not opening it.
Why is my forehead so shiny? Perhaps the Pop Tart chemicals are bursting out. Nevertheless, here is my shiny self showing you lunch. Those cucumbers are from Marvin Gardens' garden. I was shocked we had any vegetables in the fridge.
I was astonished at how many people eat Taco Bell. And also M&Ms. Heart you. You are my people.
People either screw up their healthy eating by dinnertime or else they wish they didn't have to do anything for dinner, and they wouldn't but they have actual family members to eat with. That was the theme I saw. If people actually ate or they ate well, all I can say is I'm glad I'm not a chicken.
Was surprised how many people ate chocolate. That is me downing some hot chocolate. You know what would have been smart? Is if I'd have turned the label toward the camera. Nice art direction, MARVIN. I blame Marvin.
So thank you all for participating in this week's Pieces of Wisdom Wednesdays. It was fascinating. We should do a comparison of how many people who eat healthfully also work full time. Because those healthy things sounded time-consuming. Who has time to make eggs in the a.m.? Especially on Barry Day.