I can’t even believe that I just sat down for the first time today. I mean really? I’m exhausted. And I’m drinking wine. Ma nishtana. Or for all you non-Jews that’s a little Hebrew for “what else is new?” Just in time for Passover. Gettin’ my Jew on. I mean, since I moved to Charlotte five years ago.. I pretty much have a glass of wine every night. Glass. House. Stones. Go. Whatever. I don’t get drunk, or slam a bottle, for fucksake. I have a glass of wine. It’s a little weird to some of you, I’m sure. And to others, it’s strange that I only have one glass. Ha. Anyways, I’m now in my sweats..curled up with my doggies, and drinking my glass of wine. Ahhhh. Life is good.
“I don’t care where my SCAR is, Dr. Sherbert. Like I’m ever getting naked for another man again? Unless I’m going to be a stripper in my next life, or Mark’s going to kick-it.. NO guy is ever seeing this body naked. Never. Ever. NEVER. Let’s do this thing. Just make sure I’m hot. And thin. And you wake my ass up. And put my tits where they used to be, UP. I don’t want them huge.. I just want them UP. I look like a cover of a National Geographic, and I have 50 more years to live. I deserve this. Right? Right”.