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oy. Today was a bad eating day. It didn't start out that way but somehow ended up that way after I pigged out at dinner. So, the bro's wedding is in four and a half weeks, and I am supposed to be in it. There's a slight problem, tho: I can't fit in the dress. So I have been frantically working out like a madwoman the past week and trying to eat very very good-for-me foods, in the hopes that over 5 weeks I can lose enough around the gut and hips to squeeze into this dress. So far, I've been pretty good with the stress-induced dieting, but it doesn't seem to be working, or at least, not fast enough. Oh, well. Not a whole lot I can do about it. This weekend will revolve around finding a seamstress who can let out the dress a wee bit.