I have a problem. I can only say the same thing in different words so many times before I'm boring myself. With that being said Melting Before Your Eyes is getting a makeover. I'm just going to babble about any ol' thing I want -- from weight loss, to food, to whatever pops up into my wee little brain.
Be afraid. Be very afraid.
So, guess what I've been doing lately! You'll never guess. Go ahead and try.
I've been buying tank tops. I can't tell you how many years it's been since I've willingly purchased and comfortably worn a tank top (bathing suits don't count). To give you an idea, I have a picture from when I was either a freshman or sophomore in high school. It was a teal sort of blue sleeveless shirt that I had a matching big floofy bowed barrette to go with it. Nunan, should remember the barrette, if not the shirt, as she wore it a time or two (unless oldtimers has set in) and I have pictorial proof that she did. You gotta love late 80's/early 90's fashion. Anyways I digress.
I've been buying tank tops like hotcakes. Like hotcakes I tell you! See?
Aren't they cute? I'm also wearing a dark blue one with a lime green under one right now (like the brown/pink one) so that's 7! And guess what? They're all XL. I don't know as if you remember but the last time I mentioned clothes sizes it was a 2XL. So can I get a woot?
Still in size 18 pants but then I haven't been really being as good a girl as I could be. So I'm dusting off this blog because I have the most success when I type on it EVERY DAY and getting down to business. Bathing suit weather is just around the corner and last year I was a 28. Wouldn't it be fabulous if I could squeeze into a 16 by June? Oh yes, it'd be FABULOUS!
You've heard it here, folks. I'm back.
Yeah, I know.