Well That Was Nice

I was in Boston this past weekend again. (And if you're thinking you didn't see me, it's because you didn't. I went to a family ward. Babies, babies everywhere!) I saw a couple of my friends who have graduated from the singles ward and are now in this particular family ward. One of them made a comment when she saw me about how great I look and how thin I look in the face. I was shocked. I suppose my clothes aren't really tighter, but I haven't worked out regularly for 3 months and my diet plan of late has been "It's my birthday!" "It's Autumn!" "It's Halloween!" and next month will be "It's the boy's birthday!" "It's Thanksgiving!" and then Christmas and so on. Plus I'm now living with the Baking Queen and Princess Brownie, so the fact that I haven't ballooned up to my prior weight plus some is a freaking miracle. Maybe it's not such a bad thing to be stressed out all the time.