All your custard filled are belong to me!

Uh-uh-- move over, sister!

We can share. Or custard wrestle. Something. Dang, I really, really want a custard-filled doughnut now.

I'd take a donut for breakfast if it didn't mean having to actually leave the apartment. The chocolate cake kind with the glaze around it, please.

Damn. I want donuts. But not glazed. I'm a disgrace to the south because I cannot STAND Krispy Kreme.

I'm good with that.

I do, however, want a custard-filled, chocolate-topped donut from Dunkin' Donuts. Alas, no DD near here.

Ha! We went to a Dunkin' Donuts, but it was one that was combined with a Baskin Robbins, and only the drive-thru was open 24 hours (it was 2:30 a.m.), and the menu board didn't list all their donuts.

So we tried to order a chocolate-frosted yeast donut (for The Boy) and -- yay, Barb! -- a chocolate-frosted custard-filled donut for me. The person working the drive-thru informed us that all they had was glazed. So that's what we got.

Next time we have a hankering for donuts at 2:30 a.m., we need to go to the other DD near us. But it's weird -- the one we went to last night is located in the University of Cincy area (which is also by the med school and many hospitals), so I assumed that OF COURSE that location would have a full armament of donut varieties.

Alas, it was not to be. We did see a hooker, though.

I had a power bar for breakfast. All the better to get me through house-cleaning today. Through two weeks of dieting I seem to have lost 8 or so pounds. I like the numbers, but the true goal is not to weigh a certain amount, but to be able to fit into all my summer clothes, so I don't have to buy anything. As soon as they fit comfortably, I stop.

I dig custards, jellies, cakes, old fashioned... but if you're buying the donuts & you don't get me a cruller I'll be sad.

the true goal is not to weight a certain amount, but to be able to fit into all my summer clothes, so I don't have to buy anything. As soon as they fit comfortably, I stop.

I have to go to a seriously swanky family wedding in June, and I remembered that I have a really nice dress I wore to the Washington D.C. F2F Prom (black with subdued sparkly shit on the bodice t edit this dress: [link] I dug it out of the back of the closet and was thrilled that it basically fits. I had gained so much weight in the past few years that, even though I've lost 20 pounds since Xmas, I didn't know if it would fit.

I found my first corset, too (the one I bought when I first joined the kink group -- it's not a true corset, b/c it has hooks and eyes, plastic boning that bends really easily, and eyelets instead of grommets -- but I have fond memories of it). The Boy asked me to put it on and demonstrated that he has fond memories of it, too. Heh.

Honestly, like Scrappy, I'm not trying to lose weight for any other reason than I don't want to buy new clothes. Because (1) I'm cheap as hell, and (b) have you SEEN this season's fashions? Uggggggggly. HELL no, I say.

Though I am dithering about buying another corset.

Congratulations on the rapid weight loss, Scrappy!

And looking for the picture of that F2F dress reminded me that there's a funny series of pictures of people wearing the bunny ears. Good times.

Gorgeous dress, Teppy! And thanks, Laga!

Gorgeous dress, Teppy!

The best part was that vw and I had the same dress -- it was totally unlike high school Prom, where that would have been the most mortifying thing EVER. At the F2F Prom, I thought it was awesome. Mostly because we both rocked that dress.