Band Lessons/Life Lessons

First, thanks for all your notes about my daughter. She's back to her old toddler self. And by that I mean she raised holy hell in Target this morning and I couldn't even run for the exit because I was waiting for a prescription to be filled. That was fun.

In other news:

1. I cannot be trusted around any kind of chip dip. I will inhale it, and I know it is still a bad idea even if I use cucumber slices rather than chips.

2. I still stress eat.

3. I still hormone eat. (You know what I mean.)

4. If you loll about and wait for the band to do all the work, you stay fat.

Big exhale. I know I said I'd post photos of flowy blue skirt and Banana Republic fitting room, and now I will.

Upon further review, I think I look shlumpy in this skirt. Or at least in the outfit as a whole:

Here's the Banana Republic sweater set:

I think it's best to hold off on this for another 10-15 pounds (and if you don't believe me, check out the side view below).

When I do bust out my BR outfit, I'll button a few middle buttons but leave the top and bottom few unbuttoned. Is that what the kids are doing these days? I am so fashion challenged.

And now, I have to go get my nails done do some errands.