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Seriously, Richmond. Please stop feeding me such delectable morsels of food.
7lbs since moving here.
12 lbs if you count the ones I lost cos I was sick in the beginning of the year.
Twelve.
That's 1.5 lbs per month.
Perhaps it's cos my brother moved away and there's no one else to eat the delish food. Sam (Mom's) family apple pie AND blueberry pie.
To be consumed by me.
Yums.
sick again.My new theory?I think it's Richmond.
On Thursday, I went into "work" donning my uniform when I bent over.
Pop.
What's that sound?
My button came flying off. Note to self. No bending over.
On Friday, I went into "work" donning my uniform when I bent over.
Pop.
What's that sound!?
My button -- second button -- came flying off.
Crap.
I walk quickly to the washroom checking the "situation."
My zipper was still up... and I noticed. The pants actually fit well and snug!
A testament to Richmond-living.
No "S" sizes at the mall. A sharp reminder that I'm now living amongst skinny people. And get this: they're small but fierce. Watch 'em sharp elbows. Buyer beware.
We've downsized.
My current bedroom = Mom's old closet
Was mom's closet ginormous or is my room now teeny weeny?
