Monday, January 24, 2011
So it seems that I have the tremendous honour of being a bridesmaid for a wonderful friend... this July! The horror... the HORROR!!!
What is so wrong with that? Well, for starters, we will not be holding overstuffed and fluffed bouquets in which I can hide at least a smidge of my huge rolls. No no, we will be given teeny tiny oriental fans. And once again I will have the pleasure of being the largest bridesmaid in the wedding party. It is good to know that I am loved, truly! But I'm just not looking forward to being the lady who looks like she had to order 2 dresses to make one for herself. You'd think after all of these years I would be use to that, but it never gets easier.
So the way I am trying to wrap my thoughts around it this morning are thus: Kick it into gear, sister! Either you a) are the biggest girl there just like any other events in your past that you have attended *gasp, no change!* or b) let's see what you got to make this time different!
My goal is to shed a little and that way I can focus on fretting much more about the unimportant things, like batting my eyelashes at a groomsman of my choice just so, in hopes that he takes the confident flirting hint from me instead of thinking I have a spiderweb in my eye. Good luck to me, and to the rest of the sweating, grouchy world of dieters out there, whatever their goals may be!