Tonight I stopped at Modell's and bought wrist/ankle weights, for working out on days when I don't have dance. Then, I stopped for food, and - keeping in mind that I used to think eating Pirate's Booty was the epitome of healthy snacking - I looked over the Pirate's Booty with disgust, and picked up the Veggie Booty instead.
I don't know who I am anymore.
Have I ever shown you my Shattered Dreams box? It's in my Disappointment Closet. - Marge Simpson