I am currently in non-sunny Northern California, visiting for my mother's 73rd birthday and appear to have brought the (desperately needed) rain with me. I'm actually okay with California rain; it's delicate and cool, unlike Georgia buckets or Florida palmetto pounders. Also, despite the fact that my dad is outdoing himself with a week of birthday dinners in and out of the house (though not at In and Out Burgers,) I'm still losing weight because of the portion control and exercise thing.
I officially weight 30 pounds more than my svelte 73 year old mom. That is WRONG and must be corrected.
I officially weight 30 pounds more than my svelte 73 year old mom. That is WRONG and must be corrected.