Over the weekend I attended a bridal shower where they served lemon squares. I realized I have completely underestimated this fabulous little bar of deliciousness for my entire solid food eating lifetime.
On my drive to work one morning, I checked my lipstick in the mirror on the back of my sun visor. The morning light hit my face and neck just right, illuminating every pore, every freckle, every wrinkle . . . and ever hair. I found a one inch long hair growing out of that spot that is not your chin but not your neck, what is that called?? Your waddle? Anyhoo, there it was, a huge long hair. I was beyond horrified and immediately texted Ubes to ask why he never told me I had a long ugly hair growing from my waddle.
I carry tweezers in my car just for such occasions.
I ate a piece of Boo's left over birthday cake for breakfast this week. Twice.
I'm frustrated with my weight.
I'm putting my Christmas tree up while I pass out Halloween candy on Saturday night.