A distinct lack of maturity

If you know me at all, you understand that spring carnival, or race season is a very fun time for me. And I buy my dresses while in the USA. I bought them all in August with the mental understanding that I would be at a minimum, staying my same weight, but hopefully...losing a bit.

So, as I have teeter tottered back and forth at this awful weight, I just kept looking at my dresses, HOPING that they would fit and actually doing NOTHING to try and make them fit. (Like eat less and exercise more.)

Tomorrow is Guineas and my fingers were crossed as I tried on the size 14! I am so happy to report that if I don't breath AT ALL, I think my dress tomorrow will work just fine.  (Pleats don't lay flat on my bum but I can live with that.)