Hi, Kids.
I'm packing for our trip. Stuffed toad. You read that right. Stuffed toad. It's what I look like in all my fall clothes. Haven't had the guts to try them on before. The good news is they fit.....if you like the stuffed toad look. Jim walked in as I was trying on clothes and looking dismayed. He said, "Don't worry. It is what it is." "Yeah, but I look like a stuffed toad." Galahad responded with, "But you're MY stuffed toad." My prince. "Ribbit."
Oh! I DID have one positive. I can still fit into my jeans and can close, zip them, and can even sit down without turning blue. The down side is that when I sit down the whole bakery shows up from rolls to muffin tops. Hmmph.
Sherri, don't stress. You'll get through this to battle another day. Your goal is to feel better. How are you going to enjoy feeling better if you rob yourself by feeling bad about food? Focus on the good.
Lab, you will look fab on your trip. Good for you! I gave myself a pedicure today too because I'm still wearing sandals and I'm now sporting an autumn color on my toes. It's a nuisance to do the soak, scrub, exfoliating, clipping, filing, drying, polishing, et al but see it as a victory because I can still reach my toes.
Yay me! They look good too.
We leave first thing in the morning. I am going to do my level best to eat like a rational human as opposed to going off on wild food fests because I'm "on vacation." The stuffed toad experience is a good reminder, prince or no prince.
So there we are. I'm in toad mode but sportin' my blue jeans.
Have a good one. I'll be checking in regularly so don't think you can play hooky.
Later 'gators.