hell... my pants fell the fuck off the other day at the gym. WTF????

That's a good man right there!
So Sean wakes up and I tell him.. then I started to cry. Shit. I hate crying. I told him my biggest fear is "Slipping and being fat." He then brought up a time when we were living in Hawaii. He ever remembered the exact place, what I was wearing, etc. (Quite impressive for a man who can't remember wtf he ate for dinner the night before.) He spoke of a time where I was ~200+ lbs crying in the car, because no matter what I did, I just could not lose weight. Then he brought up how far I've come and to not forget how proud he is of me.

I just joined that Body Transformation Contest here on the forum. I haven't taken my actual measurements (myself) in fackin' forever. However, I was just recently fitted for a custom corset by a new seamstress (in town). She took my measurements (2nd week of January):
chest= 40 1/2"
underbust= 34"
waist= 30"
hips= 40 3/4"
chest= 40 1/2"
underbust= 34"
Hey everyone,
earlier I was in my usual weird, happy ass mood... that is until I received a heartbreaking email from one of my closest friends in Hawaii, Kendra. Kendra and I met one another at a local goth club back in the days. (~9 years ago) Over the years, I've seen her with some of the creepiest fuckers ever.. that is, until she met Calvin. Calvin was not only handsome, but he treated her like an absolute Queen. I loved the hell out of the kid and I've never seen Kendra so happy. Ever. Also, he had a thing for "big girls" so that's why we ALLLLL loved him. haha I just always remember him saying, "Sheryl... I swear, you are COOL as SHIT, mama!" That would always make me laugh.
Anyways, plain and simple: Calvin was sent to Iraq a few months back. Kendra just found out that Calvin was killed when his Stryker was bombed Friday. My poor Kendra. Bah... this sucks ass. Here's to you, Calvin.. for being one of the most amazing men I've had the pleasure of knowing and wrestling with me during our debauchery filled weekends.
Love you, Calvin Doll.
-Sheryl
Where would we be without them?

