I am MILF

This one is going to be a toughie, 147.  This week, I have really just been exhausted by the end of every day.  I really just walked about a mile and a half at the track tonight and about three miles last night.  I ate somewhat responsibly today, if my turkey green apple brie sandwich counts as “responsible.”  Since I rarely eat out, I really wanted to side it with fries, but I was a good girl and got a salad w/ranch on the side instead.  

After my mom, baby boy, and I had lunch, we hit the Macy’s clearance center.  I tried on a size 8 Donna Ricco dress — surprise, I couldn’t zip it up in the back.  I hate being this wide.  Maybe that is why I am so hot and bothered by Michael Phelps, because I am currently wearing his back.  Well, that ain’t ever gonna change.

I am getting “banged” tomorrow by my stylist.  That’s her dirty way of putting me getting my bangs trimmed.  She is such a badass.  I love that her hair is always a style I want to try.  I don’t think I would ever trust a hair stylist whose hair looked like crap.