Bread to go along with the potato? Say what now?

We try really hard not to read blogs and what not about parenting. My baby weight is here for as long as it’s going to be and I’m so OKAY with that. It’s other mom’s who insist I have to want to lose the weight. I eat right, I take walks with the kid and I lead a somewhat healthy lifestyle, I just happen to have a few…

You never get back to your old self. Not mentally or physically. Sometimes it’s big changes, sometimes more subtle.

I love Old Hollywood pictures. Vivien Leigh was a stunner.

There is a Clueless joke in there somewhere.......

WAKE UP AN HOUR EARLIER, SO YOU CAN MAKE YOURSELF GIRLIER!

Yeah my MyFitness pal entries are more like fanfiction

I count calories and you don’t have to be rude about it. Maybe you don’t need to worry about calories, but I’m short and I get fat very quickly if I’m just eating random handfuls of food and hoping I burn off the excess. BTW a handful of nuts has an insane amount of calories. I eat raw almonds and nut butters but I…

She’s not the only one. People wear fucking North Face parkas here. It’s terrible. My native Coloradan scowl is hard to hide.

I’m rubbish at all of those things you mentioned except the eyeshadow one. I’m #blessed (/sarcasm) that my eyeshadow actually manages to stay put once it’s on (this is actually also a bad thing sometimes because I’m not that good at makeup and if it mess it up, THERE IS NO GETTING IT OFF). BUT have you tried Urban…

Blonde leg hair. You might think it wouldn't show up - which it doesn't, when you're trying to shave. But step outside and suddenly I look like Edward fucking Cullen.

I second this: I’ve never waxed anything, I’ve always gone with a razor.

I wear dresses most of the time (when it’s warm enough) precisely because I cannot Outfit. If I put on a dress, people say “oh! You dressed up!” No. I put on one article of clothing because putting together outfits is just Not For Me. Dresses look like effort, but it’s really just because I’m lazy are hard to fit.

It’s not so much that I’m BAD at fun lady things as it is that I just do not care enough to do them. I like looking nice, but I don’t like it enough to put more than 30 minutes into my appearance a day. And I like being comfortable; many lady things that make you look nice are not comfortable and so I don’t waste…

SCARVES

Leukemia, frizz…we all have our crosses to bear.

For those who do not know the Handkerchief Code. Here it is.

My first concert was New Kids in the Block in 1989, when I was 9. I went with a friend, her mom, and my mom. I was completely overwhelmed with happy emotion and couldn’t even dance, but sat through most of the concert on my mom’s lap, hugging her and crying. Because that was the kind of little nerd I was.

As a hypochondriac with pretty severe OCD, this would be my worst nightmare. I’d have to just throw out the kid and get a whole new one.