Okay, so you know how I declared I was going on a diet because I have some looming pictures and a trip to Texas coming up?
Well, it’s not going so well.
But I think I discovered my problem. I do great during the week, but blow it every weekend. Now if I could just solve that problem, we’d be good to go.
Oh, and it might help if I didn’t make things like that apple crisp yesterday.
Oh, and if I didn’t do this.
Oh, excuse me, I don’t think we’ve met yet. I’m pathetic. And you are?
But listen. It’s not ALL my fault. No, no, no, no, no. The Lazy Dad is a major culprit as well. Just look at what he did to me! And I couldn’t disappoint him by NOT eating them. That would have been so rude of me!
In other news, I’m a little miffed at Payless. I even called their “we’ll-help-you-check-out-online” phone number and hounded the poor lady that took my call about it. That poor dear.
I also had this discovery last week. Did you know that your welcome, should really be you’re welcome? Well now you do. You’re welcome.
And I also made this sad, sad mistake. Yet again. I walked in looking all fresh and cute, and walked out looking like a hot mess.
Oh, and also this last week if you ever doubted that there is a God, I proved He exists for you. You’re welcome. (See? I CAN spell mom!)
Over and out.