Hannah gave me a ride home today. Thank the lord...it's 50 degrees out. In May. That's wrong.

We stopped at Rita's on the way home, & Tom and I got a shake to split, but I ended up taking it cause he got dropped off first.

Me = pig. Last night I told myself I would only have one dessert a day (and not too much junk food), so I obviously had a lot of bad stuff today. My love handles/spare tire seem to be growing. Blub blub blub. That's the sound of them growing.