Ah, this is the struggle, right? All my life I've struggled to be comfortable in my own skin, and at the ripe young age of 38, I'm sorry to say I haven't quite gotten there yet. I am optimistic, though! What really puts it into perspective for me is when I see a picture from a year earlier and think to myself, "Man, I really looked great!" But at the time I know I thought my thighs were too big, or my chin(s) were too prominent, or something else equally as disparaging. It's all about perspective, right?

In any event, on the eve of the eve of an upcoming  surgical 'procedure', I'm forced to look at things a little differently. I guess any time you have to be put under sedation, there's that little niggling voice in the back of your head that THIS IS IT. Plus, having to sign all those creepy papers about how you could die and OH BY THE WAY you can't sue us (or your family can't, because, you know, you're dead and whatnot) is a little disturbing.

What I mean to say is this, fellow dear readers and listeners out there: I want you to remember that you are awesome. No, I'm serious! You have cornered the market in being you, just by virtue of being, well, YOU. No one else can do it better. You are a hot commodity in a world where everything changes yet everything stays the same. Love your self. Love your thighs. Love your chin(s). And if anyone doesn't like it, Eff 'em.