Still no catch phrase....sniffle sniffle

But whatevah! I'm sure I'll think of something new soon.

Anyhoo, tomorrow night is my final MOH dress fitting. No chance of losing a couple pounds before that happens but it's all good. The dress will at least fit the way it should with the softer side of me, lol.

But, I'm obviously losing a few inches here and there. Here's how I know:
Picture this, me walking across the street to my oh-so hot minivan (it's sporty and silver, who wouldn't want one, chyeah right) carrying scalding hot caramel coretto and green boring tea for Aaron. When my fairly new navy cords start sliding down my waist. This would have to be the one day I skipped throwing on a belt just to get coffee. So, I'm trying to rush to my van but was definitely walking funny trying to keep my pants from falling right to the ground while my hands were full.

I can almost laugh about this now...