Well, that's nice of you to say. It was frustrating today, though, to try and figure out what I might wear to my Cousin's wedding tomorrow. I've put on enough weight around the middle that I can't fit in two out of three of the new dresses I bought last year around the wedding. And darn it, that includes the black cocktail dress I was planning to wear the night Bill and I go out on our fancy date to celebrate my thesis/ our anniversary! hmm. I've got a month. That's safely 4 to 8 pounds. That might cut it.
Hmm, well, it probably means that you're settled, you're happy, content, and it's natural to gain weight. Sharon and I both gained weight when we moved in together, we had to start splitting every meal and each only eating half of it to get it under control.
Whimper. Anne in a black cocktail dress... oooh... (excuse me, I was in my happy place). Grins.
Or you could just buy another dress, you're very cute as is.
Go read one chapter of Bridget Jones and call me in the morning.
well, my sister came to town and took me on a blast of a shopping trip, from which I came out with both a really pretty suit to wear to the wedding and a nice black dress to wear out with Bill next month! Yay my sister. my sister rules!