I Had A Crazy Idea...Another One

 I have spent a good portion of my adult life on a diet. I know that I am not the only one who feels that way. Sometimes, when I have been dieting for a while I wish I could just be my goal weight for a few hours. Just long enough to get the encouragement I need to stay on track with my diet.  We can put a man on the moon, live stream video anywhere in the world, Why has no one thought of this? Well no one besides me.

This morning, when I was on my walk with Miss Shawna my hairdresser/therapist, I had a crazy idea. What if you could take a pill say around nine am that would in three hours shrink your fat for like 12 hours. Then like Cinderella you would turn back into a
pumpkin. This pill would be perfect for High School Reunions, Family gatherings, TV appearances ( 'Cause you know there are some fat actresses out there that would use this) Family photo's, vacations. This could be the pill that helps you know how fabulous you will be once you lose the weight you are trying to lose. There could be some rather comical situations that arise from this as well.

Imagine you are at a function that goes over long. You begin to feel your dress getting tighter and tighter. Then BLAMO the dress explodes and your creamy naked self is left standing in the middle of all those people. I can imagine the guy who is hit by your exploding bra. Your strap puts his eye out. People would be torn between looking at your naked self and checking out the dude screaming with his hand over his eye.

I can see the court case now:
"Mrs Mamalicious, can you tell us exactly how your bra managed to strike the plaintiffs eye in a room full of people?"

"Uh, the award ceremony went long and I was rushing to leave before my clothes exploded from the force of my fat self retuning in my skinny self's clothes."

"Isn't it true that you knew your clothes had the potential to explode?"

"No, I did not know they would explode. Usually I am at home in my fat clothes WAAAAY before my fat self re appears."

And then there would be the problem of where to put two whole sets of clothes. My closet is stuffed now. I mean you know I would want a whole bunch of pretty skinny things too. Well maybe Agent Daddy could build me a shed in the back yard for my skinny stuff. I could call it my skinny shrine? What do you think? Would you take a pill that only made you skinny for 12 hours? What would you do during your "skinny" time?