Woe #11: I'll never be a skinny minnie.

We're getting married in almost 5 months.

Seems like a lot of time, right?

No, apparently not.

Why?

Because there is no way in hell I can lose weight and be toned by August 3rd, let alone by the time we need to have pictures taken.

In a nutshell, Woe #11: I'll never be a skinny minnie.

And guess what? It's my fault.

I like my Mike & Ikes, I like my hot Cheetos, I like my Mountain Dew.

I like going on dates with my fiance like out to dinner to places like Winger's or Texas Roadhouse, or to movies and eating a bucket of popcorn with him while we watch James Bond kick ass.

I'm not a big fan of exercising, either.

So, basically, I like being fat and I'm going to be a white, chubby marshmallow in a wedding dress.

Way to be positive, Natasha, way to be positive.

Good thing Trev loves me just the way I am.