A Positive Spin

My gal pal Shari just gave me an excellent suggestion.  I should make a positive comment about myself in this blog, as well as voicing my concerns and frustrations.

So, today I think my hair looks full and sexy, and this little curl is kind of spiraling around my left eye in a playfully seductive kind of way.  I think it's pretty hot.
Also, this eggplant colored shirt I got at Target looks smashing on me.  It makes my eyes and my hair really stand out, and it's the perfect combination of form fitting and loose to give me a full, but hourglass-y look.  Oh, and my tits look hot.  My feet look pretty good, too.  I filed them last night and moisturized the shit out of them.

I picked up some Little Caesar's for supper.  A medium pizza and an order of bread sticks.  I had 2 pieces of pizza and 3 bread sticks.  I've been know to eat half the pizza and all the bread sticks, so kudos to me.  It's still sitting here on my desk, box open, smelling cheesy, but I don't want it.  I can't eat anything for the rest of the day anyway since I have to fast for my blood test tomorrow.  Also I just feel queasy.  I blame the election of Rand Paul for that.  No amount of Pepto or Gaviscon could fix that bit of idiocy.