The Mirror Has Two Faces, and Six Chins

Talking to a co-worker this morning, she apologized that she had to dash to Weight Watchers, though I can't see why she needs to. I commented that I should probably join her so I could lose another 25 pounds at which point her jaw dropped. "Well, I am happy that I've lost about 10 pounds this summer," I said, "but I'd be thrilled to drop another 15."

"But there wouldn't be anything left of you then," she said.

Well, maybe just another ten to go and thicker thighs and biceps would be great. I really do need to stop channeling Barbra Streisand in The Mirror Has Two Faces. You think I'm pretty? You really mean that, and aren't just saying it...