I was going to participate in Jen’s 7 Quick Takes today but I just don’t have it in me. Too much time at the computer and my back cries out in protest…too much time spent on any activity and my back cries out in protest.
This is why:
You see how much I love you, right? I am willing to drag my massive frame and aching back out into a raging Minnesota blizzard in order to achieve that “perfect” silhouette.
Okay, so it wasn’t exactly a raging Minnesota blizzard. I think we got, um, 7 inches or so.
But still.
I took my big belly out in it.
On Monday night, we attended a Mardi Gras party at the roller skating rink. The event was hosted by our parish and no, I didn’t opt to skate. I did, however, receive a passel of comments directed at my size and shape and the fact that I should be skating because that would be really hilarious to watch.
One friend, with whom I have a love/tolerate relationship, exclaimed, “Man! How many you got in there?”
I eyed him coolly.
“No, really.” He was visibly impressed by my girth. “You look like Octomom.”
I would have hit him but my back hurt.
All for the greater glory of God, as always,
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