I think I’m just worn out with blogging. I’ve been around a long time and I think I have given all the advice that I know. You firs...
I have a muffin top!
THE MUFFIN TOP!
As I glared into the mirror visioning the cupcakes, peanut butter balls, haystacks and fudge I said a naughty word that I will not repeat here. It wasn’t a nice word! Yeah yeah, I can say I don’t mind being fat and happy until my favorite jeans don’t fit! My favorite jeans…..sobbing.
It’s not fair I tell you.
So does this mean I have to be like everyone else that makes that cheesy New Year’s Resolution to join a gym or work out *hilarious laugh* because Supermom doesn’t do any of that! AT ALL! DAMMIT!
My favorite jeans!!!!
That’s it! I’m not getting near a scale or my favorite jeans until like February!