Diet

Finally – a moment in the day to tell you the exciting news. I’m on a diet!

It’s not your typical nutritional fare, it has a musical bent. It’s a “Change the station when the Eagles or Fleetwood Mac are on” diet. I am weary of hearing both bands.

This is nothing new. I’ve been on a Bob Dylan diet since, well, since I first heard him. I’ve banned the Eagles and FM from my station for a couple of years now. I will also change at a moment’s notice for Cat Stevens, Jim Croce (ugh) and Miley Cyrus (double ugh). Can’t we do better than that? If we’re going back in time let’s throw Barbra in there. She had good pipes.

Perhaps tomorrow I will attempt a nutritional diet? My sister is already working on that so I may join her. That requires getting rid of the peppermint ice cream in the freezer though. Better get started!