Made of Whale Bone-strong.

I just remembered that I have another corset fitting this Wednesday.
Obviously, I felt the need to blog about it.
I am so excited.
I have learned from past experiences, so this will be fantastic. No problemo.
Can't wait.

I want to go to a royals game soon.
This will be a nice spring escape from the craziness of my life.
I have made a schedule for my life. Day by Day.
I will only look at it day by day. No sooner. I start to break out in hives.
Stress is not a thing my body deals with well. I'll tell you later if you ask in person. Not a thing to blog about...weird. (But I really don't have hives).

I wish I could win an award so that I could give a speech. Not for me personally, but so that I could give thanks to everyone in my life who has helped me these past few months with..well, everything. Maybe I'll just bake them something. Or throw them a party, parties are nice.
My friends are like...whale bones in a corset; They're strong, very strong, and close to me and keep my sitting straight. (Adam...that metaphor was for you-shout out).

Now I sound silly. I just wanted to talk about my fitting...which was strange to begin with. Hmmm...