never underestimate the power of a four year old to take your ego down just a notch or two.
my boss called this afternoon and asked if i could take my sidekick to the pool while she ran some errands. i told her it'd be no problem, and slipped into my bikini.
just when i was beginning to think that maybe the cellulite wasn't so bad, my sidekick walked in and rather than "hi duff" or "are you ready?", the first thing out of her mouth was "eeew, your butt!"
needless to say, i wore shorts to the pool today.
i'm also wearing running shorts at the moment, because i feel a whole new sort of devotion toward my previously abandoned workout plan.
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ok- i'm back....and i'd forgotten how much i loved l.a. guns' hollywood vampires album. let the records show that the very first two songs ripped into my laptop were "kiss my love goodbye" and "it's over now".
tell me- does my butt look better now?
Hmm.... need visual evidence, I'd say...
(for research purposes only, of course)
That has to sting...
Yeah. A picture is necessary. I can give you more objective advice if I knew what I had to work with.
kal: ask me again after approximately 35 more hours on the treadmill....
chuckawucka: believe me, it did.
labbie: sure, i'd be happy to provide a picture.....though not necessarily one of my butt.
you.said.butt.
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