Onions are bad

So, I had to go get arkieboy this weekend to bring him up here for an appointment to get the evaluation that the court ordered. So, I drive down to Arkansas Saturday (after going to my Weight-Watchers meeting - lost another 3 pounds, which brings me to a loss of 12.4 in twelve weeks, and 53 pounds since last year when the doctor told me I really needed to lose or risk full-blown diabetes and all the joys that come with that - and then to work for an hour, because after all, I am the only one who knows how to do my job, and a task had to be done and couldn't wait until I get back on Thursday), spend the night at my parents, and drive back Sunday with arkieboy. (I was in a hurry to get back home, so I didn't shower Sunday morning before heading out - which means I didn't wash my hair either, so not only was I not shower fresh, my hair looked bad.) We had went through the drive-through at a McDonald's, and I got the Big'N'Tasty, which comes with loaded with onions. So, after consuming that, I had major onion breath. Well, when I get to Fairview (about 30 miles from home) I pull off to get gas (it's cheaper there than it is in Franklin). After pumping my gas, I go in to get the free coffee that they give when you buy gas. I'm waiting in line, there's a cute guy waiting behind me. Arkieboy walks up and stands by me for a few minutes (and is wearing a shirt that has the name of the town he's living in, on it). After he walks off, cute guy asks if that's in Arkansas. I say yes, he talks to me for a minute. But I still have onion breath. Cuz you know, when you can smell your own breath, you KNOW it is bad! So, there I am, unclean, wearing slobby clothes (hell, I was just going to be driving!) hair needing a shampoo (I HAVE to wash my hair everyday or it looks bad), and possessing dragon-breath. No wonder I don't get asked out. *shrugs*

One of these days, I'm going to finally clue in to the fact that I need to take more care with my appearance, etc, all the time!