There's Hope for Me

So yesterday morning I changed clothes a couple of times while getting ready for church. Nothing fit right. Ugh! I was complaining about being fat, and Sarabeth insisted that I'm not fat. Then I said that I'm plump, at the very least. At that point, Sarabeth encouraged me by explaining: "Plump is good! Plump is what fairy godmothers are; plus, it's good for giving hugs."

I feel so much better now....