A woman after my own heart.

Yesterday I was *ahem* "working," and I found a blog that I can't believe I've lived without this long!
It's called The Hot Man Diet. I love this blog. The author is sassy and real and would likely be my best friend forever if we ever met. We share a bond over biceps, an affiliation of abs, we're bonded by buns... (okay, I'll stop)

The entire mission statement on the blog is to lose wieght by motivating yourself with the thoughts of all the hot men you can have if you don't eat that Snickers. She advocates pausing when you are about to make a poor eating decision to ask yourself "Will this help me get a hot man?" If the answer is no...walk away.
Yeah Yeah, I know there are other nutrition factors and things to think about, and I also don't want to hear that I am a beautiful, smart woman who can get a hot man no matter my size. (Well, maybe that is okay, if you must. ) Also, there will be no telling me that I don't need a man, and I'm fine on my own. I know all these things.
But the truth is, my puppies, I will be oogling these hot men anyway. I mean..you read my blog. It's all boys and cupcakes.

Go check out The Hot Man diet. If I'm slacking off on posting my usual dose of beefcake, she will happily supply. I love this blog.