Saturday, November 8, 2008

Muffin Tops Make Me Sad

Dear Muffin-top,

Please go away. For once I would like to be able to find a pair of pants that actually fit my hips without you up and spilling over the top like a squishy-yeasty puff of bread dough. Ew. I'm a little grossed out by that analogy. Anyway, I would greatly appreciate it if we could work out an arrangement where you migrate from my waist down to my otherwise flat bum. I'd love to have a little more junk in my trunk if you know what I mean (and I think you do).

Thank you.

Love,
Kristen

4 comments:

  1. Kristen you make me laugh so hard! I miss you! How's Chicago? Ya can you believe that I'm that far along? It's going by so fast. It's crazy. Keep me updated on anything new with you guys!

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  2. Eeew.. I'm a little grossed out by that anaology too!!

    that [engaged] girl

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  3. lol yeah I've been making a lot of bread lately and all that raising and proofing has gotten to my brain I think.

    Perhaps it's also the bread to blame for the muffin top...lol

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