i look like i may be under the influence of something or seriously lacking sleep, and irie looks like she knows it and is pleading for your help. . .  but that was over a year ago and i assure you she's fine. but anyway, you can definitely see the, um, fullness in my face. 

ok, now wait. . . i didn't let myself go, per se. i had just had a baby and i was really freakin' tired. like, really. freakin'. tired. let's just say about a month or two after this, when i had some sort of energy back, i didn't try too hard to get back to where i was before kiddo #2. it didn't help that i had chancellor so trained, and he would not only tell me how beautiful and "not fat" i was, but he'd bring me ice cream with extra fudge. and brownies. to bed. at midnight. 

tonight, i let facebook know i was in dire need of brownies. maybe if we talk about our issues with people, they can hold us accountable for our decisions and we can work toward making better ones. 

no.

they all let me know they had brownies themselves and then my mouth watered and i signed out.

oh well. i have 90 calorie rice crispie treats somewhere. i'll tap into that sweet action.

word.