i'll just say it, I'm funny...not recently but...

i'm funny. i was funny. i have proof. i read my old blog entries all of which start at the dawning of the kylie program. i had a message and the message was about my ass; the complete overhauling of my behind with Saint Kylie as project manager, oh the comedy. funny. funny.

now, i'm all over the place. travel. work. blah blah blah. so let's talk about my ass: it's spreading like cheese whiz on hot toast.

why? no exercise and i got a bun in the oven. i would post a photo but am afraid it would have a serious impact on Canada's already low birth rate. i got a big ass and a sway back. pretty.

26 weeks and 6 days

today represents almost a full waking 12 hours of crying jags. why? because i'm pregnant and it would appear, at least for today, i've gone mad. completely bonkers and crying at everything. so there it is. this is my first day of pregnancy-induced mental infirmity.

my ass and its size, the reason for this blog dating back about two years now, is moving in the opposite direction of dear kylie's. what can i do?