Vanity

I think that God is trying to teach me a lesson about vanity. First of all, I just had a baby and none of my clothes fit. Of course this is to be expected. I am ok with wearing Jerry's clothes for a few months. However combine wearing Jerry's clothes with the fact that my make-up has gone completely missing makes me think. This could all be a coincidence until you take in the fact that my hair dryer has just completely died.

I am under total attack. My weight, my clothes, my face, and my hair. There is nothing left. It's over.

At least no one has called me an orphan yet.