Dear Whoosh Fairy,

I'm beginning to think I see how this works. You stay away and don't visit me until threatened. I have been following the plan to the letter and nothing. I know you're busy, but I really do need you to visit more often.

So yesterday I threatened you with a contract on your life, and this morning I'm 2 pounds down.

Hmmmmmm.

Now, I'm not a greedy wench. I'll do my part. BUT YOU GOSH DARN BETTER DO YOUR PART, TOO! All I'm asking for is a nice, slow, steady, measly little loss of 1 pound a week. Is that too much to ask? I think not.

So here's the deal. You visit me often enough to give me 1 pound loss per week until I reach goal, and I won't send the Boogie Man to pay you a nice little visit. Mhuaahaaaaaahaaaaa!

Sincerely,

Bawdy