Grrr....Blgger has not been letting me post pictures these last few days...sigh...
I shall have to relate a non-illustrated anecdote I suppose.
I was at work the other day, out on the playground, and listening with half an ear to two of my co-workers discussing their figures. They were bemoaning how no matter how much they dieted or exercised, they still couldn't get rid of their love-handles.
Their dismayed faces were almost comical to watch as they examined their hips. These two people are among the slimmest women I know. In my experience it's always those people with the least figure problems that criticize themselves the most.
Anyway, it seems one of our wise five year old boys was also listening to this exchange with interest.
As one of my co-workers asked aloud the question to the air-- "Why, oh why, can't I get rid of them, no matter what?" -- he piped up from nearby in a comforting tone "I guess it's just all part of the Mystery...."
You could hear the capital M in his voice.
Yes indeed, just all part of the Mystery. Remember that next time, ye who look upon your hips and despair. :)