So, my love muffin of a Husband captured a video of me, a while back, with zero knowledge of my own. He was super sketchy when I turned around, so I knew he was up to something. My biggest fear is being video taped. Do people even say video taped anymore? Is it just videoed? Is that a word? I dunno. Well, I figured that's what he had done. I searched that damned phone ALL night, and finally....my ass found it....and it FOUND my ASS! My first instinct was to delete it. Nobody in their RIGHT mind should be subjected to this absolute embarrassment and shaming of Missy Elliott. Not only that, but I HATE pictures of myself. There are ZERO videos of me, and very minimal pictures. I love to pack on the winter insulation, and I do it withOUT a problem every year.
Seriously though....who EFFING cares! I WANT my kids to see how spectacular of a dancer I am. I WANT them to remember how much fun I had with them. I WANT to remember every moment of this average Friday night.
So....to all the Mommas out there...GET UP AND DANCE LIKE AN ASSHOLE! Who gives a shit what everyone else thinks. You're the most important person in the WORLD in the eyes of your kids. Quit worrying about your damned weight. Who cares that you took down 6 burrito bowls that week, and you eat Oreos off of your bellybutton in the bathtub (just me?). They don't see that!!! They see that you're having fun, and they're having fun with you!!! Stop stressing about your new friend, FUPA, your hail damage, and armpit fat! Just.Fucking.Dance. And GET IN FRONT OF THAT CAMERA!!!
Let's be real for a second though. My Husband saved this shit to his phone! Hid it within some Google drive. Pffffft!!! You KNOW he wants some of that (extra weight and ALL)...no DOUBT.