Revelations

It started with Thursday night's trip to The Big Box Store Which Shall Not Be Named, in search of jeans and/or khakis that are specially designed for women built like Kool-Aid Man. Suffice to say, I bought nothing. And my broke-ness only had a little to do with that decision.

It's time to get back on the wagon.

I quit smoking, but I can't stop overeating and being lazy. Maybe because quitting smoking was actually helped by my laziness--buying cigarettes required a trip to the convenience store, and lord knows my fat lazy ass doesn't like making those extra stops. To quit smoking, I just had to quit buying cigarettes. I can't really quit buying food. My husband and son would be quite upset.

I wonder if anyone out in cyberspace sells a "home jaw-wiring kit."