We went out with friends last night. I laughed pretty much 3/4 of the evening. The couple we spent the evening with are kindred spirits to M and I. We get along so well. I just can't put into words the amount of fun we had. I as kind of sad to see the night come to a close!

My friend that we went with is my sewing buddy. She gave me a tongue lashing about wearing my white dress. She asked me why I am scared. I told her because I don't want to be center of attention. She sighed and said, "who cares? Suck it up and do it. It is going to be AMAZING."

She is skinny. Standing next to her I feel like a sumo wrestler (so I stood next to M or her boyfriend most of the night). When I he-haw around a little more she tells me that I am beautiful, and that size doesn't matter.

That is so hard for me to believe. But I am going to try my best. I'm not entirely convinced (terrified of someone at the contests we attend in full costume will make fun of me), but I have decided to get started on the costume. Tonight.

Did I mention I love my friend?

Thursday: 5K walk around the block.
Friday: 6:00a jog before work
Saturday: spark people videos 30-45 minutes worth.

T.