THE MALL = MY PERSONAL HELL

I went to the mall with Molly to find the finishing touches on her homecoming outfit. I dashed into a few of the "not-for-thin-folk" stores. You know the ones I'm talking about. You want to slink in and slink out unnoticed. Transfer your purchase to another bag. Rip the tags off (size tags as well) and not think about it until the next time you need something new. I scanned the merchandise, groaned and left with only the feeling of defeat. Argh! And those mirrors in the stores? Can I say, I think they put an additional 20 pounds on me. They're not very flattering. I swear, when I wake up in the morning and put on my make up, I don't look the same as I do when I'm in a store and looking in a mirror. I swear, my face does not look that big at home. I swear, you could land a plane on it. Okay, I'm exaggerating a bit but only a bit.



So, last week was another failure. Two in a row. We're done with the "F"s. Yep, this week will be a good one. This will be the start of an "A" week. Keep your fingers and toes crossed. I've had enough humiliation. Blogging about failure is not fun. I want to be able to blog about SUCCESS!!!!