In pre-school, I was part of a very exclusive club where we only wore skirts and dresses and chased boys on the playground.
In elementary school, I was obsessed with The Babysitters Club, even naming all of our pets after the characters and secretly HOPING I'd get diabetes so I could be like Stacey - the prettiest one.
Middle School, High School, and College are literally a BLUR of clubs.
Now, I'm in a Book Club, a Weight Loss Club (or seven), the Junior League (which is also a CLUB), etc. etc.
And... my newest club...
The Frosty Club.
Nope, it has nothing to do with cold weather. It is a club dedicated entirely to fast food consumption...
Jeff came home last night with a "treat" for me. He said it was to support my latest resolution and efforts (i.e. Operation Spandex & Boots). Ha!
The "treat" involves a free Frosty EVERY time I visit a Wendy's in Southwest Virginia. He even had a very cute Frosty-shaped scanner tag for my key-chain, which even I have too much pride to actually carry.
I told him I wouldn't join, but who am I kidding? I've been waiting for this all my life...
I couldn't resist this photo... It is just TOO appropriate.