Friday, November 9, 2012
I walked down to Nordstroms with Rian and Anne and bought these fancy pantsy sunglasses. The clerk--a pretty blonde woman in her twenties--was excited to tell me that Gwen Stefanie and Kelly Osborne also wear these glasses implying that I now belonged to some kind of cool celebrity tribe. What she didn't know was that I was lucky to recognize these names since hip, young celebs have moved off into the periphery of my 70-year old vision.
I am getting fat again. Even in these cool glasses, I look like a Bulgarian chicken farmer. (Not that there's anything wrong with that.) I am making an appointment with Nanette, my diet coach--ha ha ha ha--and she will make me write down what I eat and how much I exercise and what is driving me emotionally and I will buckle down and lose the weight.
This is where I repeat that those good habits you spend months making don't necessarily stay with you all your life. You know I'm right about this.
Still, I love these sunglasses.
Posted by Louise Plummer at 7:23 AM