I’ve always said that each time I’m getting ready to go on vacation or get my picture taken, I somehow manage to gain ten pounds and get a bad haircut.
I tried to keep my hair low maintenance and I naturally lost some weight through all the surgeries. I managed to get over the weight loss rather quickly. It’s pretty impossible for the pounds not to creep back on when you have friends who bring you, (among other things), chocolate malts, apple dumplings, banana pudding, chocolate dipped strawberries, and homemade soup with cornbread.
Here come the 5th grade bangs.
Can you believe I was fifteen in this picture?
If I worried about such things, I would have been afraid to get a haircut right before we had our pictures taken for the church directory. They bring a professional in, which is great, but last time, Kip and I never made it back for the yearly picture. We used the same one in the directory for a decade.
I was surprised when we got the pictures back a couple of days ago. The photographer had miraculously made my bangs grow out a little. I didn’t look like a 5th grader.
This morning, I jumped on the scale and the news wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. That’s a good thing because past experience tells me it’s difficult to wean myself off of all the delicious treats. I have to gently forge ahead. In fact, there’s one more serving of that homemade chocolate malt calling me from the freezer.