Last night, after posting that post, I missed Ryan and didn’t want to be alone anymore. I didn’t want to marry myself anymore. Because, well. I’m just not as sexy as Ryan.
Come home, Ryan! Come home! My frumpiness needs you!
Speaking of which. Because I haven’t been running as much lately, the Saturn Rings around my belly and hips are back in full force. Eh. I kinda like them. What they imply: Dove chocolates and Cheetos Puffs.