Is it time for vacation yet?

I'm ready to go. (except for the fact that I haven't gotten all of my stuff together to be ready to go...I guess you could say that I'm ready in spirit only)

Went shopping yesterday. It was very depressing. Apparently you aren't supposed to shop for shorts unless you're a size 6 because I couldn't really find anything bigger than that. Here's a newsflash...I could starve myself for a year, have multiple plastic surgeries, cut off my butt, and still not be a size 6. So I have to go shopping again today at lunch to see if the last couple of stores I didn't try yesterday might have something. We're doing the white shirt/khaki shorts beach pictures and I'm not all that fond of the one pair of khaki shorts I can almost fit into. I did find a white shirt yesterday though. It's very girly. That's half the battle, right?


Oh yeah...and another thing. It's really depressing when you look for shorts for forever in a store and can't find anyone to help you find the shorts that are between grandma length and hoochie length. And you finally spy some. And you look at the size on the hanger and it's your size (for our purposes we'll say my size is a 96), so you take it to the dressing room and try them on only to find that you can't even button them and when you take them off you see that they're not really a size 96, they're a size 92--a size you haven't been able to wear since you were approximately 12 years old.

Ding-dong, the metabolism is dead!

Well, at least I have 17 bathing suits to make up for it. I never took back any of the ones I considered taking back. That's OK though. I'll wear them. Heh...I have more bathing suits than pairs of shorts. That's kind of sad.