With the help of a great mother and a great friend/Junior League co-chair and then ordered a turkey burger with whole wheat bun and sweet potato fries and had a Corona with my water.

But now I’m sick.

I only had half that beer. You know I’m sick when.

An ode to Pump:

You opened a month after I embarked on my journey

To lose my lumps

I ate your vegetables

After going to the gym to bust my hump

I would stop in 

On nights after I did tire

A love for vegetables

You did inspire

And uptown I move

A walk to you

Will keep me in the groove

Thank you, Pump, for helping me continue to eat healthy even when I am tired.

[And no, I am not paid to talk about Pump. I have never received anything from them. (Unfortunately.)]

And while out running some errands, my mom and I stopped at Crumbs and decided to split a cupcake.

Back to packing…