Shopping for a bathing suit.
Just let it sink in. I know, it's madness. My favorite suit is the Miraclesuit (lose 10 pounds in ten minutes!) It's no joke, it takes ten minutes to get the sucker on. But it makes me not so flabalicous. or at least look not so flabalicous.
But alas, even they don't last forever, especially if you buy them on eBay.
Now the time has come to purchase a new one.
Sadly, my body does not seem to have gotten any less cellulite ridden or stretchmark mapped since I last ventured into the lycra jungle.
I try to remind myself that even supermodels have something that they hate. So and So-acova hates her mole and how bony (???!!) her legs are. So and soblondeamericanfromthemidwestwithperfect teeth hates her 'flat' hair.
Me? Everything from the neck down.
and sometimes the neck up.
You may think I'm exaggerating.
I want desperately to like myself. I don't want to pass on my debilatating self- loathing on to my beautiful daughters. But I digress. Bathing suit.
and I find a bathing suit.
and I like it.
I presume it will fit, because, hey the last one fit.
Um, not so much.
with the fitting.
or covering the needs to be covered.
So I'm off again to the races.
Literally, I have a week and a day to procure a bathing suit and I fear I may have to pay full price.
I won't even tell you what full price is, you can check it out here. Only if you dare.
Let's just hope I don't end up the night before we leave at K-mart crying like last time.