Fluffy, Not Fat

A few weeks ago I had to take a health evaluation for my nutrition class.

My roommate's trippin' cause we have the same percent body fat.

Should this be a big deal? No, it should not be a big deal.

She looks at me weird now.

While in the cafeteria tonight:

"I just don't get how we have the same amount of fat. I mean, I work out so hard and eat so heathy, and you don't work out hard and eat dessert everyday."

In my mind, "...is she calling me fat? What a dou....oh, they have a dessert table tonight!"

While shoveling pecan pie in my face, "Yeah. So weird."

I guess Jillian Michaels doesn't have any advice for that one, sugarlumps. Bummer.

It's funny how much my pie tasted like KARMA washed down with some ice cold WHAT, WHAAAT.

Anywhoser, the date for my patriarchal blessing has been set for January 7th!

I am so excited!! But it's unfortunate that I can't bring my good friends :( The Patriarch said the room was too small. So.... exclusive people only aka the Patriarch, his wife, and my parents.

I don't know what this has to do with my post. I'm just in love with these people.