Bridget, I Now Relate.

I now relate more fully with Bridget Jones.

I’ve found a wedding dress that I love, which fits great nearly everywhere.  The only issue is the rear, which, er, is rather snug and draws a lot of attention through the clingy fabric.  I rather like my rear, so when somebody recommended a cleansing weight loss solution that they love, I was not thrilled.  I don’t want to be any smaller - perhaps just smooooother, though...  

That’s when I started searching for Scary Knickers.  

How He Proposed (a.k.a. I'm Glad I Put Down the Jerky)

(Zaxby's cup is cropped out of this photo)

One Sunday after church, Brian asked me where I wanted to go for lunch. I said I was craving Zaxby’s.  We swung by his house, and were sitting in the car in the driveway.  Brian was being incredibly sweet and silly, and I was pretty hungry.  I am borderline hypoglycemic, and if I don’t get food when I need to, I get very cranky.  We were not getting out of the car, so after a few minutes, I said, “Why are we here again?”

My Cat is Smarter Than Your Child

My house, when I bought it, had all new Thermo-awesome windows.  You know – the super-insulated wonderful windows.  However, they were installed by an amateur, or maybe a gorilla, because the gaps around them are so big I can feel the wind blowing from inside my house.  My computer sits by double windows, and since it’s a chilly spot in winter, I have a heating pad plugged into a power strip where my monitor is plugged in.   I often turn it on while at the computer.  My cats love this, and frequently join me on the heating pad.   Sometimes I’ll turn it on just for them, when I’m not even at the computer.  At least, I used to.