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You know, I so sick of being judged by how I look….

I was born a bouncing baby girl, and have gone through the last fifty-two years, bouncing the whole way. When I was five, my dad used to pinch my chubby cheeks and tell me how cute it was. At fifty-two, my husband pinches my other cheeks and tells me that my father lied.

For those of us that are big…I don’t think its really our fault…I blame the food manufacturers. I know they’re putting something into the food to make us addicted to it. Point in case is the coffee creamers…you know, the flavored ones. Once you start using them, you just can’t stop. I used to drink my coffee black or with a touch of milk. It’s like, out of my control. I can see you nodding…you know what I’m saying…yesterday I bought a bottle of Chocolate Carmel…took the lid off and topped it off with a bit of coffee…it was great but is this my fault???? I think not.

The worst part though is the attitude that people have toward fat folks…and this is mostly an American thing. I lived in Germany for years and saw some very large beautiful women and I never saw anyone hassling them.

My husband and I went to Egypt on vacation a couple of years ago and I refused to get on a camel with my husband to ride up to the pyramids. The thin little American Tour guide told me that was okay, cuz I probably wouldn’t be able to go inside the tombs anyway because of the tight space!..(sigh)…Oh well I forgive her…her brain must have been too thin too!

Anyway, an Egyptian with a donkey gave me a ride, however, halfway to the pyramids he took a detour and literally tried to abduct me! I started yelling at this clown and almost immediately I saw the Royal Egyptian mounted police on camels coming to my rescue. It was pretty cool…they took me back to my husband and the tour guide. The police officer told my husband that he needed to always keep beside me while in Egypt because and I quote, “big white women are the ultimate prize here. Every Egyptian man would like one and they will steal one if they get the opportunity.”
Can you imagine? A place where fat women are the ultimate prize??? Too bad it was Egypt.

Now I have to ask some questions that have been on my mind for a long time….what’s wrong with a size 18????? And when did zero, zilch, nothing become sexy? And isn’t this the land of the free, a place where we pride ourselves on liberty and justice for all? Isn’t there something in the history books that says “as American as Apple Pie?” Anybody got a fork?
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Morning

October 18th 2007 11:49
Morning...can't type much as my joints are locked up...but I still have stuff to say....




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Little People...

November 5th 2006 13:43


Big World…God, I love this show. It needs to be moved to one of the big three networks....I know it would be a hit. I’ve always been a reality show fan, but recently my son told me to watch this one…and I am hooked! It has changed the way I look at little people….not that I ever looked at them in any bad way, I guess I just never thought much about the challenges they face. This show really gives an intimate peek into their lives and now I can’t miss a show. I must add that Amy (the wife and mom) is an awesome person. She takes no crap and is an inspiration and role model to ALL women. You go girl!
I was at Walmart the other day and there was a little lady in there shopping and I really had to fight the urge to just go pick her up and hug her! I restrained myself...but I've got to admit...it took all I had to hold back!!




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Inexplicable

October 6th 2006 12:19
I just noticed I left something off my “I Love” list. I can’t believe I forgot. I love kitchen gadgets! And because of this, yard sale shoppers love me. I don’t know what it is about them that attracts me. It’s not because they are shiny and bright, because most of them are cheap white plastic, but there is just something really alluring about them. In my kitchen you will find bread makers, smoothie makers, pasta makers, meat tenderizers, choppers, slicers, ginsu knives…absolutely anything that is on infomercials for your kitchen. Last night I saw that there is a new knife that is a must-have in my kitchen. I can’t control myself and this drives my husband crazy. Everytime I bring another one home or UPS comes to the door his blood pressure goes up about 50 points! I get the big “what do you need this for?” speech. “This is a piece of crap…why do you keep buying these things?” I don’t really have a good defense….I just have to buy them. I’ve tried for thirty years to explain this compulsion to him, but he just doesn’t get it. To be absolutely honest, I don’t understand it either…I haven’t cooked in 25 years because the kitchen belongs to my husband…I just accept it. Christmas is coming and the infomercials are cranking up. UPS will be visiting my house and here’s a “heads-up” for all of you…our yard sale will be on February 1.

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Howard Stern…I’m Disappointed

October 5th 2006 14:43
I just watched the 60 Minutes episode I tivo’d a few weeks ago where they interviewed Howard. I always try to catch this show because Andy Rooney is my hero, plus I usually try to keep up with stories about Howard Stern. Mind you, I never liked watching his show (though morbid curiosity has made me do it several times) and I don’t have satellite radio, but I find him to be a most interesting character. However, Howard has made his way to my Fool’s List.

He looked so “Howard” sitting there. I wondered if it was difficult for him to talk without saying something obscene or disgusting. I tried to look for signs of stress in his face, but I didn’t catch any. His lovely girlfriend (or wife….missed that part) sat there with that huge smile saying, “It’s all about Howard and I love that.” She punctuated it with another, “It is all about Howard.” He flashed her a loving look. How sweet, you idiot! She’s mucho years younger than you, she’s attractive and has a great body and she just told you and the world in so many words why she’s with you. If you work for IBM, it’s all about IBM, right? When we totally ignore our own wants and needs, it’s usually because there is a paycheck involved and that is what we work for. It is obvious she views herself as your employee


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Phones and Fools

October 4th 2006 15:15
I told you all that on Monday I had to move (at my job). We moved from one building to a warehouse type building. It was actually quite a smooth move considering there are about 600 people moving into this building. I was unpacking my things and setting up my desk when I noticed the phone sitting on the floor in my cubicle. Wow, it really moved me. Sounds stupid I know, but there it was, all black and shiny with gray push buttons and a cord! It instantly took me back to places in past that I hadn’t revisited in a long time. It seems that for the last several years, I worked from a cell phone, funny how we just move with the times and don’t even notice that we are doing it. I remember when I took this job, they introduced me to their phone called Spectra Link, which simply looked like an older model mobile phone. I can’t even remember when I last had a corded phone on my desk (or at home for that matter).

I am easily distracted so I had to shake off the thoughts running through my mind and put an end to this trip down memory lane, I really needed to get focused back on the task at hand, unpacking. Making good progress, I take a minute to hang a picture of my family, a cute calendar and phone list on my institutional blue padded cubicle walls. I spend a lot of time here so it needs some personal touches. And then…..that shiny black phone rings!!! Whoa….what a sound! It’s a far cry from the tunes that ring from everyone’s cell phones all day. Ring…It’s loud and well, sort of abrasive, but gives me a warm feeling inside. That ring, that in years past connected us. No songs, just a ring. [B]Ring…..man, it used to be so cool to get a call from a family member in another state. Their voice was so loud and clear, just like they were there with you and I don’t remember ever dropping a call. Ring…I remember we had a party line and our calls were a double ring. There was a guy on the party line who used to always seem to need the phone when I got on it. He would threaten to tell my parents that I was on it too long. So, when I would hear his single ring, I would quietly pick up the phone and eavesdrop for a minute or two then shout something really obscene like, “You’re a mean man!” and then hang up loudly. Ring….ahh, that makes me smile just thinking about it. Ring…. Ring
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