There has to be some explanation other than me being bad, because I wasn't, particularly. I ate carefully and watched my fluid intake, so how it went up that much I have no idea.
So I will fast today and see if we can't get that off quickly with the help of Buzzy and Beepy.
I did stitch a fair amount last night after my haircut, and I did pick up a strand of lights for the balcony and now all is right with the world once again. I posted a pic on the Instagrams of the new do, but will do it here too so that I can cross off one more "accept what you look like" assignment off the list:
See? No upper lip whatsoever.
(Good thing the darn mustache is there, though.)
(Matches the beard.)
I'm in the d-chair doing my thing today, Dearies! It's a bit blustery out there, so I might cuddle up under my blanket and just snooze the morning away. Either that, or I will spend the day looking at the Pinterests and the Instagrams at all of the beautiful stitching out there.
Happy Futzingday! Here's hoping that yours is considerably less...pudgy!