I have only one thought for today. And that thought is, what happened to my waist? It's gone and I really do miss it. It was so cute and little and indented.
I looked for it at the bottom of a big bowl of chocolate chip cookie dough but I couldn't find it. Then I looked in a big pan of chocolatey brownies for it but no dice. I fear it may be hiding in a salad or, worse yet, a bowl of raw vegetables.
There is also this little voice in my head that keeps telling me I have to do some time traveling and go all the way back to 2005 before I became pregnant with baby number one to find it. And that's a lot of work. I'm not sure I'm cut out for it anymore.