I swear it’s true. After my shower, I can dry dry dry (and we all know 3 in a row wins) with my fluffy towel, and still I’m not totally dry. Face it, fat old ladies have many nooks and crannies and they seem to store water better than a camel in the desert. Being…
Not even cat shit, which we all know is the nastiest shit there is. Personally, I believe that most (if not all) women are born with a gene that allows them to deal with shit (literally). It makes evolutionary sense. Who else is going to deal with centuries of dirty diapers? Anyhow. Our beautiful…
I want to offer a special thanks to my friends who were concerned about my not blogging. It’s what I needed. I suffer from chronic depression. Sometimes pretty much okay, sometimes pretty much not okay, sometimes pretty horrible. If, as Frank Herbert wrote, fear is the mind-killer, then depression is the life eater. Depression eats…
Both of my sisters are really good cooks. The kind of cooks who can make everything from scratch. The kind of cooks who can make a meal out of whatever is at hand in the kitchen. That is so not me. I can cook – as in I can follow a recipe. I can even…
That’s MY tunes, not iTunes. I have a really big collection of CDs (as does my husband); but I’m not as good as he is in actually pulling them out and listening to them. Plus, I am mainly unmotivated to buy new CDs, unless I am supporting a friend. So, how do I listen to…
Anybody need/want a curly scarf? For as long as I have been seeing these things, I have been intrigued by curly/frilly scarves. When I was at BayCon (our local science fiction convention) last year, I went to a crafting workshop to learn how to do amigurami, and while waiting for the workshop to start, the…
What the ocean was like. What the ocean felt like to me. I learned a big lesson on my recent vacation – the ocean is no place for a fat old lady’s ass. The waves were a little stronger than usual, but I waded out anyhow. I was fine until one extra fierce wave hit…
The itsy bitsy spider was in my bed last night He wandered down my leg and took more than one bite. Now the itsy bitsy spider is underneath my bed And if the cats would do their job that fucker would be dead. I’m allergic to spider bites (in fact most insect bites),…
Question: Is there an existing organization, place, or group where fat people and those who support them can unite to improve the lives of fat people? I envision a place where fat people are encouraged to live their best possible lives where and who they are now. I envision a place where all fat people…
Make new friends but keep the old, one is silver and the other gold. As a Girl Scout, I learned the above little ditty, and now in my fat old age, I find it is so true. Last week, we got together with my friend Kristopher and his partner Storm. Kristopher and I have known…
Thoughts from a Fat Old Lady 