Several years ago, a girlfriend of mine had a birthday dinner. There were probably 12 of us ladies along a huge table in Houston, laughing, ordering more appetizers, and having a blast. At the end of the meal, we asked our waiter if he would take a picture of us. We stood up from the table, lined up, like you do, one right after the other. The birthday girl was very,
Hey Lady...you are speaking to my heart. I don't know about you but I spend way to much time thinking/worrying about weight and what other people think. Then...guess what? I eat.
I need to make my life, my choices and my time about me, for me. I am a helper by nature and will spend my last minute helping someone else before I give to my self. It's my turn.
Hey Lady...you are speaking to my heart. I don't know about you but I spend way to much time thinking/worrying about weight and what other people think. Then...guess what? I eat.
I need to make my life, my choices and my time about me, for me. I am a helper by nature and will spend my last minute helping someone else before I give to my self. It's my turn.
Count me in.
Beverly
Is the same challenge we did earlier this spring/summer?