We're back in the UK. yippee-skippy. Actually, it's not so bad. I got my fingerprints back from the FBI confirming my lack of a criminal record. Perhaps now I can get a job.... I didn't want to leave the US, though. It was awesome seeing the few people that I got to see during my brief visit. I miss you guys!
OK, now to a serious problem. Due to the large amount of pub food and chocolate that I eat now, my waist and booty no longer fit into the same size of pants. By this I mean, my thighs/butt will fit in to one size of pants, while my waist needs another size. I can't find a single pair of pants that fit me! In the past two weeks I've tried on over 30 pairs of pants - I'm not kidding! I've been counting! What's a girl to do (besides exercise and eat right, because I'll probably not do that....)?
Now, as for the title of this lame-o post: ATP, I think you know what it means. I'm starting book 4. For those of you keeping track of my hypothetical baby names, Bekarbee (pronounced bu-KAR-bi) may have kicked Vervarvine out of first place. It may be the best name I've heard ever!
2 comments:
vervavine out of first place?! i'm speechless. though, my serious baby name suggestion (not that we're serious, right??) is oona. guys, can't you see katie with a baby girl named oona?
you just gotta start wearing a corset. isn't that what british ladies do?
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