Happy Friday

I got a message from someone that told me that my thighs didn’t actually look like thunder thighs in the picture I posted the other day. And you know I just couldn’t go without acknowledging that.  First, thank you. I totally appreciate the lies.  Second, if they didn’t, let me apologize. I didn’t mean to intentionally mislead anyone with that photo.  I’ve just mastered the art of staging my body in such a way to downplay my flaws.  It’s a skill I’ve spent years perfecting.

Just know, if I’m gonna lie, it will always be in my favor. So trust me, when I say I have big thighs it’s because I have big thighs. And apparently really freckly legs.  Like you could spend a day playing connect the dots…print out a picture and try it, it would fun. 

You know, I don’t ever remember having dotted legs, but this age thing…it does mean things to the body.

You know what else is mean? The fact that I'm working on this beautiful Friday. Seriously want to skip out and just go enjoy the day.  Unfortunately, my sense of responsibility is stronger than my love for fun.

This time anyway.