I second that emotion
Yesterday, was the biggest spectacle on the planet right here in our fair city – Fat Tuesday or Mardi Gras – and ain’t we got fun – WHO DAT? It was Tin’s first Mardi Gras and our first as a family and I know next year, Tin is not got to fit in a pack (big resounding sigh). I walked from 9AM till 3PM with 20 pounds strapped on my chest and wondered why when we got home I took a nap like I was in a coma. But this morning, on lean Wednesday – as the rest of the town runs to a priest to get some ashes on their forehead, I’m starting lent to get rid of the 16 pounds that have accreted around my middle, making it more than a spare tire but an entire SUV that I have been huffing and puffing and carrying around.
So begins the spare 40 to end the spare tire – no alcohol, no sweets, and say hello to your jeans mama!