People, I absolutely lied to you yesterday. Unintentionally, but I did. When I wrote my post, I wasn't into my full pity party yet. But within an hour of posting, I realized I was having a pity party day. Which was only worsened by the annoying heat and the deaths of Farrah Fawcett and Michael Jackson.
But in my world, you are allowed to have a pity party for only 24 hours, so today, I'm fine! And by the way, I think the 24 hour rule is a good one and I highly recommend it. If you indulge yourself for a just a bit, you can get over it faster. And also, if your pity party for being fat involves eating Fritz's frozen custard while your husband tells you that are you in fact drop dead sexy then that my dears is a recipe for SUCCESS!
Now for your entertainment I give you pictures of the kids swimming on Father's day. I'm sure we'll have to hit the pool again this weekend - this heat doesn't plan on letting up anytime soon!
surfing and raft jumping - new pool olympic sports
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