And she wonders how she ever got here as she goes under again

I'd be lying if I didn't admit that I was thinking that if I went long enough without posting again, people would just keep posting really sweet things about me in the comments section, forever and ever, with no end. My head would be the size of P.E.I. for sure. Seriously though, thank you for the support everyone and "yay!" pretty bras! I'm getting to a point where I can read the wonderfully kind and generous things my friends have written about, listen to the enoucraging words of support, endure the smacks up side the head and react less with the "LIES! LIES! They tell you LIES ugly girl" and more with the "Maybe they have something here..." So thanks all. I am rich with great friends.

If you'd like to see the dress that pitched me into a downward spiral of irrational self loathing, have a look-see at Mike's blog (The dress is actually amazing and it's going to be so cute, it was actually the size that was catalyst, just to be clear). There you will see how Tash, Gail and I will be attired for the Robertson-Beltzner Joining Ceremony of Joy and you can see how grammar issues are a much hotter topic than our collective hotness potential. I figure if I don't eat until the wedding in August I may look something like the model wearing the dress I've chosen. With that in mind, manage your expectations. That's what I'm doing. I was talking to my mother about it all and she, like many other people were like "Didn't you know about the whole bridal sizing scam?" So much for being the girl in the know. :-)

Today's sing-a-long song: "Girls on Film" by Duran Duran

HRH