Traffic stopper

Apparently Thailand needs to be schooled on the appreciation of the Fat Guy. For some reason they don't think Fat Guys look good directing traffic... read here... but think about it, what stops traffic better than a nicely uniformed, highly visible Fat Guy? They are missing out on a valuable resource if you ask me.

New pledge pulling his weight

For a skinny guy, Robert is taking huge bites toward fatness. He had his first moment worthy of Fat Guy documentation last Friday night when he was interrupted from eating to be taken out to dinner. His future as a Fat Guy is looming large!

Aspartame Blasphemy

Another incident of this past month that is worthy of recording is the dirty trick that was played on Matt by his mom, who is needlessly alarmed at his expanding waistline. Actually it's Justin's waistline that's expanding and Matt's booty, if we want to be specific. But back to the story. Matt was leisurely working on a 2-liter of Dr. Pepper. He strayed away, and came back to take a swig, and was rudely shocked by a mouthful of Diet Coke. The Dr. Pepper had been surreptitiously replaced with an aspartame-laden substitute. Needless to say, that Fat Guy was none too happy.

Two down, two to go.

Previously I reported that Matt had gloriously busted one of our new dining room chairs. Not to be outdone, Justin has since decimated a second. As he was leaning back, he suddenly pitched over with a loud crack and the chair was in about four different pieces. It was quite hilarious... luckily Justin was OK as all that cushioning protected him. Needless to say I was quite proud of my husband at that moment. However, I am keeping a sharp eye on the two remaining chairs... the rest of us have to have something to sit on!

National Convention

I must say those Fat Guys are contagious. I've had quite the streak of laziness here with the blog. Now that I've seen the bulk (and I mean bulk) of the Guys off on their trip to Nashville and the National Beta Iota Gamma convention, I have a few updates to post. Matt called at lunchtime to let me know that after months of Michigan deprivation, he, Justin, and Andy were feasting upon the manna of Sonic, with cheeseburgers, tater tots, and cherry vanilla Dr. Pepper galore. It is really making me crave one of those coconut cream pie shakes. Oy.