NUTRITIONAL FACTS!!!!

I don't quit understand how they can call some of the labels for food nutritional facts. How does a quarter pounder at McDonald's, a bag of sour cherry blasters, or a package of licorice (these items are coming to me because they are things I have eaten in the past couple of weeks) have any type of Nutrition in it whatsoever. It should really be called "The crap we put in this item so you want to eat it over and over again until you feel sick and fat, and then for some strange reason want it eat it again. " I think if I read that title on a bag it would stop me from buying it, but those manufacturer's are so smart they say let's put on a bag of sour cherry blasters that it is fat free and made with real fruit juices, so then the customer says in her head, Hey fat free and real fruit juices it shouldn't be that bad for me then, ugh wrong, sorry it is. Or on the package of a Quarter Pounder box, that it is made with 100% beef, oh plus 530 calories of processed cheese, white bread, and the greasiest 100% beef ever. One day I will learn to not justify what I am buying and other put it back, or say you now what I know this is unhealthy but I am going to eat it anyways.

SHOPPING!!!

I have but one thing to say aaaaagggggggghhhhhhh!!!!! Okay actually I have a whole blog post to rant about shopping lately, that is for clothes. I am so sick of how hard it is to find something to wear that is cute and modest, especially when it comes to church clothes. Everything is to short, or to tight, or to low cut, or because I have no chest to big (like big as in if I were to bend over the whole world could see down my shirt) It makes me want to become a designer and seemstress and make all of my own clothes. Yesterday I went to Ricki's to look for a pair of dress pants for work, and I happen to lay my eyes upon the cutest dress ever, like really ever. I think it is long enough and so I try it on and immediately fall in love with it. Then I do the test you know where you sit down and see how high the skirt comes up. It was not too bad but definitely cutting it close, I think I could get away with it though, but then I bent down and the dress is so big up top that you could have thrown a basketball in it. I was so frustrated I walked out of the store and forgot to buy the pair of dress paints I needed and had to go back later to get them. I guess I am stuck to wearing skirts and blouses the rest of my life.


seriously how cute it this dress and it flattered my figure so nicely. I might try wearing a tight black shirt up top and then go try it on again and see if that looks okay. Here's hoping.