On the upside to having gained ten extra pounds since August, have noticed substantial growth in normally barely-there chest. Stood in front of mirror this morning, trying to untangle over-grown mane from bra clasp and noticed,
My cup runneth over!
Yes, well, so do those boy-cut Gap undies you love so much.
I’m not responding to that.
Fine. Are you going to respond to J’s email, then? You know, the one where he says he misses you?
Not sure.
Ahem. A resounding “no” would make me feel much better. I mean, how can he, with one breath, mention something New Girl said about you, and then utter a declaration of missing you with the next? Come on!
My thoughts exactly.
You mean we *gasp* agree??
Yes, but don’t get used to it.
Well, get used to that new ass of yours, missy. Thinking about going to the gym isn’t do it any good.
Am horrified by the thought that the season for prancing about in bikinis and tummy revealing tops is on its swift and merry way. Dear lord, smite me with a parasite. Please?
I thought you’d just gotten rid of a parasite!
Hahaha!!! Cute one.
You should post a pic. I have to see this infamous 10 lbs. I’m sure you are pretty just the way you are.
Honey….the gym has been my salvation…go there. Work out and make J jealous when you’re on the arm of a hottie who thinks you’re hotter than he is…or something like that….
yes – go to the gym. you’ll find all kinds of bicycles there. both of the human and stationary kind.
If you were in NY, all your blogger pals would take you to the gym…maybe you should call them while you’re working out to keep up your motivation. One a day.
Going to the gym is a great place to pick up on people. Just go hit the hot tub and wait to se what comes along
hot tub requires swim suit. NOT happening.
Hot Tub at Gym also requires full body antibacterial scrub – rinse and repeat.
But I do understand that a week of shacking up with dumb but young bicycle is an easy way for women to drop ten pounds – and a good use of vacation time.
oh, fishy, you want some more to filleth your cup? crap, take some of mine. and in exchange, i’ll borrow some inches from your height.
sigh.
You didn’t want to title the entry “Tempest in a C-cup?”
(Sorry for the pun)
Or howzabout “Temptress in a C-cup”?
Come ON people. My cup runneth over is from 23rd Psalm. But since NO one has a 23 inch rib cage, I opted for the 34b pun. What’s tempest got to do with My Cup Runneth Over?