Fat Days

You ever have a fat day? The day where you turn and accidentally catch sight of your ass in the mirror and a part of you starts screaming like Munch and doesn’t shut up for at least 24 hours?


I get them. Funny how I get them more now that I actually am fat. I look back at skinny me and mentally slap her for stupidity. If I still had that old figure I’d be sitting here naked and wearing nothing but knickers on the school run. If I did that today, there would be heart attacks, medical emergencies and a restraining order. And that’s just from my husband…

I read, recently, that as you get older and into your 40s a woman’s body deposits fat on the arms and thighs as a part of some or other ageing process (translation: god has a sick sense of humour) but I had no idea this happened OVERNIGHT. Yes. If you are not 40 yet, please be warned that you will go to bed 39, looking ok, but wake up 40 with your upper arms and ass dragging on the floor behind you. Allow me to give you the name of a good surgeon…

Anyway, this morning, as I was wrestling my arms into some sleeves (kidding) I got an email from a dear, dear Saffa I love. This email has officially made me laugh so hard that I may need back surgery. Here it is, enjoy…

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3 thoughts on “Fat Days

  • Posted on September 28, 2011 at 15:48

    LOL! I can completely relate to the topic.. Well my hubby always said that he loves to hug me forever.
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  • Posted on September 21, 2011 at 20:56

    I never regret or I never feel sorry about myself being fat. Why ? because it is more adorable to see chubby or fat ladies than those skinny bones girl.. haha
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  • Posted on September 15, 2011 at 11:20

    Adore this post. Husband and I mock Ms Moss and her famous saying whenever we eat something baaaaad and divine. Skinny doesn’t taste this good!!

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