I was going to give myself a virtual high five for the catchy title, but the more I thought about it, a fifth grader could have come up with it.  My apologies.

This is my before and after.  In case you’re confused about which is the before, the one on the right was taken yesterday.  My tits were never that big and if I ate in bed it would be the breast and not the leg.  Take that as you will.

Before I get to the actual post, I have a funny story to share with you.  Consider it the prequel to today’s post. 

Wednesday my 14-year-old Drama Queen had finals and a short day, which meant she came home early and I had to drive her to tennis academy rather than her going straight from school.  As we drove I was telling my daughter that someone we knew went from working for the CIA to working for Homeland Security.  My daughter looked at me and asked why this person would go from the CIA to an alarm company.

When I stopped laughing I began to explain what Homeland Security was, but decided to have her Google it when we got home.  What year of high school is American Government?  She needs a crash course between now and then.  To answer your next question, my daughter has red hair.  Her mom is blond.  Let’s move forward to the actual post.

If you follow the blog you most likely figure this is one of my whiny posts where I confess my lack of self confidence and lament my current health problems.  If you think that, you’re wrong.  Swear to God.  This is a post about feeling better about ones self and whatever other random thoughts I end up expressing.  If you’re new here, you need to understand that my posts generally start out with a destination but often I land someplace altogether different.  This might be one of those posts. Continue reading →