Yes, I saw The Hunger Games. And I was not the least bit ashamed to have Sophie and I both sporting Katniss hair to church the following Sunday. There is absolutely no shame in a 32-year-old woman whose body bears the marks of 3 babies in 3 years attempting to look like a 19-year-old movie star who can wear skin tight burning leather flawlessly. After all, when that waiter at lunch mistook me for 30 instead of 32, it was all worth it. Yeah baby.
Have I mentioned just how much I love that girl?