Update: I look bigger in real life than in this photo, but I'm not feeling frighteningly enormous yet.
I do feel too enormous to ride my bike, though, which is a huge disappointment to a certain boy.
Also I hate bending over, which means I don't want to play Koob at cookouts. Or clean up the floor.
I'm going on a plane ride one month from today, isn't that daring?
Because Tim's getting married in Washington DC, where I've never been before.
It's going to be hot, don't tell me.