Random update: week 9, team sapp is down 54 lbs collectively (11.5%
). Most of our clothes don't fit well anymore; I'm pissed off that I threw my size 36 jeans away over the winter.
I guess that's a good problem to have.
Trackhead, I know exactly what you're talking about. My neighbors have 7 hens and I trade yard work for eggs. The difference is unreal. One real egg tastes like you're eating 4 yolks from commercial eggs condensed into one. They're so damn good. My yard is too small to take on chickens though, I couldn't deal with the shit everywhere, and my dog would likely kill them or harass them to the point of non-production.
The Mrs. made a kick-ass zuchinni lasagna last night. Quite honestly the best lasagna I've had in ages. I'll get the website that she pulled the recipe from and repost here, it took care of most of my pizza/pasta cravings, and the only cheat of it is the tomato sauce (and dairy, if dairy is an issue for you. You can take my cheese from my cold dead hands).
I've concluded that DJSapp was never DJSapp, and Not DJSapp is also not DJSapp, so that means he's telling the truth now and he was lying before.
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