Well, we're back home now bathroom mirror
. It was great visiting our family and watching my little girl play with the cousins she doesn't often get to see.
This trip really put me outside of my "comfort zone." (Maybe that's a good thing.) We really don't go that many places bathroom mirror
. Being fat and tired all the time probably has alot to do with that.
There was lots of eating out in restaurants bathroommirror
, and each time I had to worry about booths. It all worked out okay, but I'll be so glad when I don't have to stress about that anymore!
Then there was one sticky moment when my sister-in-law took me to a cute and trendy little shop with narrow aisles bathroommirror
and nooks crammed with jewelry and purses and all kinds of lovely things for the home. Not great place to go with your toddler...or if you have a big behind.
After recently reading about a truly horrifying experience in a gift shop on Escape From Obesity, I thought I was going to have my own when my butt brushed up againt a wooden sign bathroom mirror
and knocked it to the floor. I was mortified when it happened and stood there for a moment...eyes closed, wincing and waiting for more things to come crashing to the floor bathroom mirror
. Fortunately nothing broke, but the owner who was bustling about seemed alot less friendly after that little incident.
Finally, most of the time I'm used to just seeing myself from the neck up in the mirror above my bathroom sink, so the big mirror with the bright lighting over the sink in the hotel bathroom mirror
was certainly an eye opening experience. (Note to self: Big t-shirts don't hide anything. They just make you look like a big girl wearing a big shirt.)
