#LizLemonProblems

I think every little gal grows up expecting to be a certain kind of woman.  I had high hopes of being the kind of lady you see in the movies minus all those dreadfully adorable faults that Freddie Prince Jr. seems to put aside ‘cause he loves me.

Then reality happened.  I became what all us girls become at some point—Liz Lemon.



Every so often I have a life moment or two that remind me that my problems are oh so similar to that of my favorite television heroine.  This past Friday was a 50+ degree sunny day aka a winter day just like I like them.  During a stroll on my lunch break, taking in the buds on the trees starting to bloom, my eyes caught such a horrible sight. 

It ruined everything.  I almost wanted to go straight to Grey over this matter.

I then went home to PA to see family.  There I took overeating to extreme levels just like my dear friend does weekly.  While I didn’t have Mexican cheese puffs, I did partake in the best strip mall eggplant parm this side of the Mississippi along with the most exotic Chinese food a Berks County native can enjoy.