Wednesday, March 31, 2010
I've had many people ask me about the name of this blog. Reasonably Chubby. Why?
I'll tell you why my brothers and sisters. Because I've come into Thigh Acceptance and I hope you will too. Free at last, Free at last, Thank God Almighty, I am free at last!
But wait. I think I'll eat the last piece of 'Better Than Sex?' cake before I explain.
10 seconds...20 seconds...30 seconds...later.
Ok, I'm back. And feeling quite delightful.
I am twenty-one years old in this photo. I have black and blonde hair. Who cares what diet I'm on, my thigh problem, or anything else? Girl, go get your hair fixed!
Unless of course they want to look fifty, then it's ok. Welcome to the Atkins diet.
But I didn't stop there. I knew that the genes were against my girls, so I decided to start them young. That way they would be comfortable wearing a corset and wouldn't mind the stares...
Monday, March 29, 2010
The cake was delicious. It has layers and layers of sinful goodness which we all enthusiastically gobbled down. What I didn't realize was that it also held secret magical powers...
Saturday, March 27, 2010
What, what, WHAT?? you ask...These fine people (*see featured photo above) DO NOT stay in their pajamas all day as had been previously reported. They shower, they dress, they have lives. They wisely, after having their lives threatened, follow this blog.
So, stop the madness and get your facts straight people. :) P.S. If you know of any other dirt pass it my way, would ya?
Thursday, March 25, 2010
"Oh, no reason." I say, gazing off into the distance.
"What's wrong?" you question, a slight touch of irritation creeping into your voice.
"Nothing", I reply, with a dramatic slump of the shoulder.
"Okay". You sigh, and turn to walk away.
"Well I'll tell you if really want to know..."
"God help me", you murmur under your breath.
I feel sad because certain people...MY PARENTS...haven't signed up to follow me on this blankety-blank blog. They know I'm in a contest to see how many suckers...I mean, folks... I can get to follow me. If I can't get people like these, they're still in their pajamas for gosh sakes! then who?
Not my oldest daughter and her boyfriend who thinks he's a duck. I'm glad she's happy about it, 'cuz personally I'm a little concerned.
But here's the real disappointment...their father. A man who wears a curly gray wig and Elton John sunglasses can't even find it in his busy day to perform one small act of kindess for his wife's sister. *Sob* After all I've done for you, giving you advice when you didn't even ask for it...well, no more Mister!
I hate to even mention these two. After all, I just met them. Yesterday. (not really, but it feels that way. That's the beauty of love. And the fact that we live 6 hours away. ) But still. You'd think they would want to support the new wife...traitors. Child and Nephew of Mr. Wonderful, meet the Wicked Stepmother.
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
BIG MISTAKE...see for yourself.
Lured in by the question we've all been asking,
Suspicious, don't you agree? I have no idea how it got there or why, but I do know I wanted to know "How much more can she take??"
And then I saw this:
Needless to say I had to remain in my pink robe and lay down for a while. No cape, no tights, just a gentle rocking back and forth...
P.S. Elizabeth Edwards seems to be doing well, and according to her sister, she and John had a marriage full of love and respect until John failed. Just so you know.
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Friday, March 19, 2010
Disneyland Schmisneyland...Fairhope Alabama, the land of magic and flowers and princesses. Who knew?
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Good, I need to rid myself of this guilt.
Notice that my cute, adorable, precious cottage is being carefully painted by Mr. Wonderful himself?
Two hours later...He's still painting... and naively assuming I'm out back doing something helpful, like putting on primer, or mowing the grass...or composting for our organic garden...(okay the last two are just pure fantasy, but you understand, he's hopeful like that) Well,......
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Just think, the seeds did nothing. But lay there. They allowed dirt to be thrown on top of them, rain to soak them, cold winds to blow down, and the warm sun to heat them. Then a miracle happened! God used the very circumstance they were placed in to bring about great beauty.
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Decisions, decisions...I can't decide what to do...tell me please! Go ahead, boss me around, I like it!
Ok, first of all, should I stop drinking straight from the paper bag? Yes or No?
And now the real question....
Should I paint my family room CORAL?