So, scratch that last update. I need to lose weight first, apparently.
This is why I hate going out of my way to make visits to my mom. If she sees that I've gained weight, she gets on my ass and tells me to go to Weight Watchers, but if I lose weight, she accuses me of doing drugs. It kinda makes me wish I were a five hundred pound meth head just so we didn't need to argue over it anymore. Though, I think a 'five hundred pound meth head' is kinda an oxy-moron.
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Whatever.
Oh, and I went to Garcia's with my beau's family today, and his alocholic mother had two margaritas sending her flying off the handle. Argh.
P.S. - I got my hurr did.
This is why I hate going out of my way to make visits to my mom. If she sees that I've gained weight, she gets on my ass and tells me to go to Weight Watchers, but if I lose weight, she accuses me of doing drugs. It kinda makes me wish I were a five hundred pound meth head just so we didn't need to argue over it anymore. Though, I think a 'five hundred pound meth head' is kinda an oxy-moron.
)_*#_$+)(&^+$&(
Whatever.
Oh, and I went to Garcia's with my beau's family today, and his alocholic mother had two margaritas sending her flying off the handle. Argh.
P.S. - I got my hurr did.