So, I got home from church today and was pretty sure I was going to die because my two girdles were cutting into my sides and painin’ me something fierce.
And so even though half the kids were eating something, and even though I noticed the uneven lighting and saw the red coat in the background… And should have told my kids to stop slouching and sit up, all I could think was, “OH MY GOSH IF I DON’T GET OUT OF THESE CLOTHES RIGHT NOW MY SPANX ARE GOING TO SPLIT MY KIDNEYS IN HALF!!!!”.
Vanity of vanities, saith the Preacher.
And that is why we have this lackluster picture today.
But, I still don’t really care. Taking those girdles off was possibly the best thing that has ever happened to me.
And what do we have here?
Ah, yes. Kitty’s weird face of the week. Thanks, Kitty!