I’ve been home for fewer than 12 hours, but have already been to a diner, consumed a tuna melt, and run into someone from my hometown while doing so. The only thing missing was a Coca-Cola Slurpee nightcap.
I'm Michelle. This is my blog. I write about women and fatness, expound upon semi-coherent thoughts I have in the middle of the night, and offer tough love to those in whom I am disappointed; they are legion.
King of States! 