In a perfect world...

...Dr. Phil would be President. And I would have the hair of one of the Kardashian sisters. In a perfect world I would also not have high cholesterol. I know, right? How stupid is that? I'm a 21 year old who is in shape. And by "in shape" I mean I would rather eat tin foil than exercise and I eat whatever I want whenever I want which is usually candy at 3am. I was doing good with sticking to Rick's no red meat and only wheat pasta, bread, and rice diet. Right when I started to actually enjoy it the doctor says I need to cut sweets and carbs. It could be worse, though. I could have cancer and be pregnant with 12 babies at once and be homeless and have the flu and have no shoes in winter and have just stubbed my toe really hard. That's probably worse than not being able to eat sweets and carbs. Having a positive outlook on life is one of my finer qualities.

We leave for Disneyland in 2 weeks. While we are there we are also going to be in the audience for 2 Dr. Phil tapings. I am so excited. I'm excited for Disneyland, for the car rides there and back, for stopping in Vegas, going to California Adventures, and for being in Dr. Phil's audience. Rick is halfway excited for all of the above, which is actually a lot of improvement. Love that guy. Also, here is a picture proving that I am right and he is wrong and he really does take up the entire bed.

He isn't actually asleep in this picture, otherwise I would have to make fun of him for wearing glasses and smiling. He was sleeping like this and finally I pointed out all the room he had on the other side and how he was pushing me off the bed. "But we're cuddling". Damn liar.