Have another donut, you fat f**k.

Today we ordered breakfast from our favorite bagel place in our neighborhood, and Greta kindly ordered me a chocolate-chip muffin as well -- I have a shameful weakness for them.

So shameful, in fact, that after going to the gym this afternoon and working on my couch-to-5k plan, I stood at the kitchen counter and quietly, determinedly ate the whole damn thing in about one minute ... it probably had twice as many calories as I had burned during my workout.

Later, as I sat on the couch writing an earlier entry, Greta patted my belly. "Are you about four months pregnant?" she said.

-- edited on 9/5 to censor the naughty-naughty word in the title ... some people's employers/schools/whatever might block this page based on stuff like that.

The word "vagina" in the first post is staying, though.