I call shotgun, you can play your R&B tunes.

This morning I was sitting in the parking lot of the gym eating my POWER breakfast bar and drinking my $3 Starbucks coffee not really wanting to go inside and sweat. So I sat there. Playing brick breaker on my phone.

Just something about standing there next to some stranger while I huff and puff my way through the weight loss program on the elliptical made me throw up a little in my mouth. I felt that way a little bit on Friday too. I think I have gym anxiety. Which, for a fat girl is like a diabetic being allergic to insulin.

Just say I want you just exactly as I used to, 'cause baby this is only bringing me down.

The holidays are almost here. Other than a visit from my Dad, I'm fairly over the holiday season already. I find it super annoying that retailers totally skip over Thanksgiving. I was at CVS last night and the pharmacy had snowmen up. I have 2 issues with this:

1. I live in Florida. A snowman would have zero chance of survival.
2. How about you put up a Turkey?

Its like Thanksgiving is the stepchild who's birthday falls near Christmas. You get him maybe a little nicer present but its a combo Christmas/Birthday present. You recognize that his birthday is now, but hey Jesus was born soon! Sorry Thanksgiving. You don't generate enough money for Hallmark and Macy's so you just get that combo present. And some candied Yams. Look they have little marsh mellows though, and little marsh mellows turns every frown upside down.