Go for your last bridesmaid gown fitting. Your dress is taken in for the fifth time. Do a victory dance in your head.
Look at yourself in the mirror. Not where you want to be just yet, weight-wise that is, but damn girl, you look good!
Unfortunately, your girls are not doing so great. They are sad. They are drooping. Damn those deranged chicken cutlets! Damn every other possible method that failed you!
Fly to expensive lingerie store with 20 minutes before you start work, to buy expensive Italian corset with ample padding. Happy, happy breasts! Just be careful how you hug people. Flying cookies are a no no.
Go to work. Type like the wind. In your spare time, go back to the speech.
Words begin to come out. Hope they are good ones.
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