When will I ever, ever learn? Not yet, apparently. I like to have fun eyeglass frames. So I buy my eyeglass frames from various sources (I have some darling clear pink and glitter frames I got at the Dollar Tree); and then when it is time for a new prescription, I give the…
All of a sudden I am up to my fat old lady tits with appointments. Last week, two doctor appointments. This week, one doctor appointment, one emergency dentist appointment, and two vet appointments. And Salem, who had the first appointment is now going back for a drop off when I take Leo in for his…
I hate going to the dentist; just like pretty much everyone else. I have, however, found and trained up a very good dentist here in San Jose. We have a deal – he doesn’t hurt me, I don’t hurt him. Seriously. Once he hit a nerve and my hand went out (I swear it was…
Yesterday, I had a doctor appointment. Nothing in particular wrong with me, my doctor simply asked that I come in (it had been a year since I had been to see her). Like many fat people, I often view doctor visits with trepidation. This visit was particularly stressful because I am going through a bout…
Recently on Yahoo, there has been a news item on how to get the perfect “messy bun.” This is a bun on your head, not on your plate; just in case you weren’t clear on what I’m talking about. Since my hair has grown out, I can say that I am an expert on creating…
We all can hazard a guess on what an adolescent male is doing when he is in the bathroom for an inordinate amount of time. But what about fat old ladies? In particular, this fat old lady. Well, I’ll tell you, how long I am in the bathroom depends on just how hard the…
(did somebody say hair cut?) Our “middle” cat, Oliver is a big gray mound of fluff. Ollie’s momma was a feral cat and his early kittenhood apparently left him convinced that humans are, for the most part, scary creatures bent on killing him, or at least causing grieveous bodily injury. He has adjusted to me…
Thoughts from a Fat Old Lady 