My kids arrived home from school with a friend in tow, the eldest  went straight to the kitchen and look around for food. I still have the pound cake on the counter but I guess they are tired of having that cake most of the time. He just grabbed  a can of fruitopia instead. When I looked at the box only few cans were left from inside. I never thought they would like it because its less sugar in that juice drink.

I'd better think of something better to cook for supper as I told myself. Hurriedly I end up slicing potatoes stripped them into thin slim sticks for fries. Ready my deep fryer for the fries then start marinating barbecue chicken breasts. Had stir fried minced beef and mushroom, steamed asparagus. Later my husband brought home cabbage and freshly hand peeled shrimp for salad.

After all is done, supper's finished I didn't receive any complaints which is good. How will they complain with the best cooked meals on the table brought on by the best mom in the world. Yucks. They should thank me instead though. Anyway, I remember my son had only one complaint. You know what? He advised me to lose weight because I'm getting too fat.

I didn't get angry at what he said. It's true! I am gaining so much weight. As a teenager (long time ago) my weight is only 88 lbs. Very slim and petite. My waistline is only size 22 " in that period of time. Then I started eating lot of junk foods and my waistline has increased to size 24 (inches). After having three children I never regain back the size that I once have when I was single. Too bad! After being in the kitchen most of the time, cooking and baking I ballooned to a size I can no longer admit. too shy to be photographed.

Last night as I was busy sewing a new dress I couldn't believe the measurement. Looking at the pattern, seeing myself in the mirror, then back to the table whether I have to cut the fabric to its desired correct sizes, seam and everything in it I found myself in denial like whose dress I am creating. This is not mine! My mind is screaming that the shape of the dress is just so straight. It's more like the size of a drum.

Then here comes my son again looking for dessert and butt in again and blurted, " told 'ya mom you have to lose weight so that it will fit!"

Too much all purpose cupcake! Dude!