PREP WORK. . . . .
Well, well well, I pulled this bad boy out from his hiding place this morning. I mounted him, as if there was no such thing as "fear" in my life. I'm afraid, very afraid. By ignoring this guy, I put myself in a bad situation. It's March. . . . . Spring and capris are just around the corner. What have I been thinking all winter?
I rumaged around and found this "fake tan in a tube" and smeared it on my all-too full calves and arms, and face. Tan cellulite less offensive that white cellulite.
I'm waiting for this little guy to be brave enough to go into the 50's and 60's.I'm waiting.
I'm working on my tan.
I'm going to try to be "less" of a person.
I'm pulling out my capris.
I'm looking for green shoots to show
themselves thru the snow!

