I ♥ Merritt. My girls and I went for three days of debaucherous fun, attending country concerts (highlights were Kenny Chesney, Paul Brandt, and the Steve Miller Band... the rest I don't remember as I was incredibly wasted the entire time).
The best part of Merritt is for sure the "wildlife". Lots and lots of wildlife... most wearing cowboy hats.
Eating was bad. As in, barely ate. Drank most of my calories. Twas rather fantabulous.
We decided that if there is a god, his name is Ken. As in the Ken doll muscles. All hail Ken. LOL
A picture is worth a thousand words... so here are my words on Merritt:
If you have issues, or baggage, you may be offended by what you read here. I work through my self loathing of my own fat, and my own fat issues, and I’m told this comes across as loathing all fat people. That is simply not the case.
Here I talk about my issues and my findings, without political correctness. I am not concerned with your issues, or your baggage, or what you may take from this. The title is "My Journey".
This blog is not meant to inspire anyone. I take no responsibility for what you take away from here. You are here as a guest into my inner thoughts.