It was like a mix of America's Next Top Model and Hell's Kitchen for a part of it. Underneath my white chef's jacket, I was wearing a celedon (is that the correct spelling??)-green mid-thigh-length knit dress that was clingy enough that I must have been wearing a thong underneath it ... that and had a much more toned body underneath it as well. Especially seeing as how the slits in the sides went nearly up to my hips.
I only mention the dress in such detail because I never wear anything like that (my underthings aren't quite skankalicious-friendly ... I say this with total irony, because I think somethings that aren't able to be worn with my underthings are prefectly pretty and fine. But, yeah.)

So, yeah, in my dream, I had a much more idealized body ... meaning firm thighs and breasts that I could easily find a bra for in any store (unlike my obviously unnatural present size. Since I can't find it in any stores easily, I must be starring in some ... um ... low-brow shows. Let's just say that I'm skinny around the ribs while my cups runneth over. And over. And over some more. And then some more. Oh, for the days when I was a 36C. Or anything else easily found in stores. Besides adult novelty stores (JOKING! I have to get my nursing bra at a mother-stuff store. Because I'm not a 36C. Or either of those -- 36 or a C. I'll give you the answer to one of those. I'm a 34. Yeah. And in most stores the largest cup size that goes with that is a C. Sometimes a D. But usually a B. And I'm almost all of those added together. Grr.)(Yes, I had to count it on my fingers.).

But, yeah, so I had a perky chest, airbrushed-but-real-life thighs, a slim stomach ... pretty nice. And I could get away with wearing a dress that could be painted on. Lucky me!

Then I ended up at a party at a friend (from high school)'s house. And my mom was there. So we chatted. I went and mingled some more. I ended up sitting, chatting, on a bed with a past crush. he told me that he loved me. While flattered, I did know that I am married. So I had to tell this friend that, while I'm glad that he finally came to his senses and realized that I'm pretty darn awesome, it's a bit too late.

However, before I see him again, in real life, I'd like to drop another pants size ... and a few cup sizes too (but that's for me, truly. I'd love to be able to buy a bra that fits at any store). But, at least now I do know that I am over him. That's reassuring to know. I idolized him for so long. I think maybe the reason he never liked me, whatever reason that was, is a blessing. If he did like me, I would have been thrilled. He wasn't a member of the church. Would I have settled? Since he was pretty much my ideal of male qualities ... except for not being LDS ... I don't know. I'm babbling.

Maybe I should join a gym. If I had enough dispoable income, I would. I really would. One with childcare. Then I could easily go there, drop off the munchkin brigade, jog on a treadmill, do some weightlifting, take a shower and be assured that I'm getting into shape and keeping my sanity.
If nothing else, I should take the kids out for walks more often and do some crunches.

Some blogs that I've been reading have been doing a meme of 14 things -- You write 14 things that you'd love to (but don't) say to people (who would each remain anonymous) and then never talk about it again. I can't think of 14 people. I might be able to think of five. Maybe. So I don't know if I'll ever do that meme.
However, I will do the "100 things" meme. Eventually.

Well, we're skipping storytime since both kiddos are a bit under the weather and I don't want to bring the pestilence to all the other babies there. That and Zoe's alseep. I still haven't showered. I need to do laundry. I also need to stop by the post office and buy stamps.

Yeah, I've blathered on enough. Sorry if I'm boring today. You like me anyways, right?

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