Happy Birfday My Resa/Yang/Shampoo/Dot

My dearest, successful Resa. You're 22 now and you own a home, managed to catch a husband, and you have a cat and you just started Grad school. The amazing things you have done so far in life and the many more that I know you can/will do in the future. You are mah bestie and I'm so proud of you!! We seem to be very successful and on the right path by age 22. I'm so happy to here near you to share this with you. (That means don't leave me for New Zealand, and if you do I'm sooo visiting) I remember when we'd only feel happiness/excitment when the other had something great happen to them. I love sharing with you.

Oh the memories we had. The pixie dust in our locker to keep us going in HS. I remember you being in swimming and you had all those swimming buddies. I remember the double dates and you all were so much taller than me. You 'laid' my first date, Justin. hah! The Luau Girls Choice dance. We've always been opposites. Tall blond with short brownie. I still have that picture of us outside the mall. Your super giant shoes and yer rainbow toe socks, your white skirt and me in my ripped up jeans and black top. Claires sale! Oh oh and those pink and blue pom pom headbands we wore and prolly made brownies. Good times. haha and the fun we had in chat rooms..... man oh man. But despite our differences we've always been there for each other. We always make time for each other and I hope we'll always have a connection!

I just want you to know that I'll always be here for you and I love you!!

Always and Forever

Love, Me

Moving on, I feel the urge to write about my lunch today.

Some unattractive lady from Dominos was going around giving out coupons. The pictures on the coupons looked really delicious. So I went to Dominos and ordered a pasta bread bowl, despite the coupons for pizza. I've just always wanted to try their bread bowls, see if they're any good. And I was starving enough that anything looked good.

As I sat there and ate Chicken Alfredo Pasta Breadbowl I kept absentmindedly looking down at my stomach pudge. I noticed that it has been getting bigger. Mainly since I've started working here. I'm getting fatter. :( I don't fit in my clothes anymore and snacking all day on unhealthy food and lack of exercise are not helping. And the cups and cups of garlic and salt on that bread along with the alfredo that has already deemed me an enemy, that lunch couldn't have been good for me....