“Toto, I’ve a feeling we’re not in Kansas anymore.” Except, you’re not talking to your dog, but your thighs, and instead of a magical land, you’ve arrived in some kind of fresh hell. Yes, yes. These are your 30s.
My latest Shopper Lottie post is up and ready for reading. Let me know what you think over at Shopper Lottie. Did I forget something? Let me know in the comments!