This means that of the $400 Ellen got from MP, for losing 4 pounds, $100 was voluntarily given to Myrna as a thank-you and the rest has now been confiscated by Dad. What a dick. (I try to keep it ladylike here, for the most part, but I suppose my blog, my rules.)
Discussing potential meetup groups, Ellen shows firm awareness of her intellectual limitation's. Reminds me of her reminiscence about law school reading: Marie Claire. I'd actually love to be in a group like this, though. Granted, if I need to spearhead a website about Ellen, it may not be surprising that I'd be up for a weekly celebrity gossip session or What Not To Wear discussion group.
I can't ascertain whether Ellen realizes this is for a moot competition. She seems to be taking and using the word "Judge" very liberally. Anyway, assuming she goes through with this I think a great summary may be in store, including of MP's reaction.
I assume Dad would no longer say that Ellen and her sister look like ballerinas because the former has a few pound's to loose and the latter is preggo.
Sunshine Girls, do you think we should go to Aruba with the judge?
Finally, I am a bit surprised that MP is gunning for a black dress for Ellen's next supermarkit cleint presentation, as opposed to red. He almost never encourages deviation from his favorite. At any rate (eh?) I look forward to seeing what billing structure Phil finally goes for. MP remains willing to pimp out his right-hand associate for ooogeleing if not dates to Coney Island.
I decided on this title because while it describes the fitbit, it also evokes ELLENWatch: near-spontaneous transmission, by the internet, of way more ELLinformation than is necessary. Without her even knoweing!
This is the most we've ever learned about the supermarkit Bros. Sounds like employment matters rather than WC, but perhaps I already knew that. (I had some expensive Japanese whiskey before dinner tonight--but still I feel an apology is owed). I also rescind my coment that these cleints have no ulterior interest in Ellen: it sound's like Phil, if not Robert, is ooogeleing with the best of them. We might have known!
Dad's despicable objectification of wife and daughter has now expanded to include his mom, and the daily emails back and forth about Ellen's calorie balance are hereby superseded by the cloud.
@Anne Shirley: I know nothing about fitbit, but if you're serious then so am I. UPDATE: More takers, and a no-thank's from someone who I think may be a Sunshine Girl based on their comment on this post.
Anne Shirley 
Plan B