What a gorgeous couple of days! Many hours spent basking in the beautiful sunshine, family, friends and an all around great weekend.

Tell me, how’d you spend your time?

We went to visit my parents. My mom turned “The big 5-0″ on Saturday; our immediate family congregated for the weekend which was wonderful, since it’s a rare occurrence. Though we all live relatively close to each other it seems like we are never together as a family anymore; guess that’s what happens when you get older and have your own lives and families.

I can’t even tell you the number of times someone shield their eyes for fear of going blind commented about my lily white ass legs, already. My meager attempt to give them some colour resulted in my first burn of the season. My skin can attest to the amount of time I spent taking in the rays. Oh. My. I. Am. Red. Like a lobster, so I’ve been told.
Stupid me thought that the sun can’t be that bad since it is the first time it’s been out in Oh, FOREVER! and chose to forgo the sunscreen. I was sorely mistaken. After 26 years years you’d think I’d understand that the sun can (and does) burn even the first time one sits out for the season.

But as this lobster-like shade of red begins to fade, you think I’ll have a tan? Nope. Albino white again. Guess I should take what I can get. Can’t blame me for trying, right?

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I’ve decided to start Weight Watchers again. Since my winter was spent indoors doing nothing but sitting on my ass and binging on anything and everything like a fucking pig I’ve gained back 10 of the 20 lbs I had lost last fall. So, back on the wagon I go. I wanna get this fatso ass of mine lookin’ tight(er), so seeing my reflection doesn’t result in gaging and convulsions anymore. My goal, to lose 20lbs by June is quite attainable, but will I succeed? I dunno. Depends on how many Dairy Queen ice creams I consume over the next couple month. Mmmmmm Dairy Queen.

Is it fair to blame it on having a kid? I mean sure, it definitely loosen things up and change your body composition… but can I still blame Carter after nearly two years?

Funny how one becomes so much more conscious of body image once the weather warms up and one if forced to wear less clothing. Hiding under sweaters and pants dose wonders for my self esteem, summer weather - not so much. The thought of getting into my bathing suit makes me want to sob into my pillow.

Not to mention, the sun shining off my glowing lilywhiteass body would be like the ultimate beacon to be seen at the Space Station. Maybe like that search light they use for the The Bat Signal. Seriously, I bet it could be done.

It takes skillz to pull off being this white. Don’t be a hater.

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I just don’t have any creative juices flowing lately. As hard as I am trying to form sentences and conjugate (I mis-spelled it the first time, and spell checker suggest copulate. tee-hee! Dirty spell checker.) something remotely worth reading it’s damn hard sometimes, even harder when I’m not “in that frame of mind”. I’m even getting bored by this trash I am spewing. My apologies.

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Come, pop by my new digs for a visit and a read. You know you wanna! We’re up and ready, tell us what you think! I’m a lit-tle late with the invite, but it’s an invite nonetheless.