What Do You Mean I'm Fat?

So I suppose I should explain my blog name. I have a picture up there at the top, see it? I'm fat.

I've been aware of my fatness for a very long time, since maybe I was five. So, I'm sure there are SOME fat people in denial, you know those people who don't think they're fat and that's cool, it's a free country, you do your thing girl! (or boy!) But at 350 lbs I've already got the slight notion that I perhaps, maybe, possibly, COULD BE ...fat.

So I just loooooooooooooove it when some dumbass drives by or walks by and says I'm fat. I was at a bus stop with my daughter, Michele, and some douchebag drives by and yells YOU'RE FAT! I looked at Michele and said. MICHELE, I'M FAT?? WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME ?!?! Then we laughed and got on the bus and went to lunch. I'm fat? No shit Sherlock. I KNOW I'm fat.

What's WORSE is doctors. I went to Western Bariatric to have a consultation on gastric bypass surgery. This is a place where fat people go right? Like no skinny chicks roll up into there and are like OK I NEED YOUR HELP!

So I'm in the waiting room with my now exhusband. I'm not even the biggest person there. So I go into the exam room to talk to the surgeon and he talks to me about stuff like my diabetes will probably go away and my blood pressure will go down .. exciting stuff! Then I lay down , and he examines my tummy, and I kid you not he says to me... You're a big girl. People always ask me what did I say to him in reply. I said.. nothing. I was BLINDSIDED. You don't expect the Bariatric people to call you fat.. they're supposed to help you WTF? In hindsight I should have been like.. Oh I want a second opinion...

Anyway I hate that shit.. knock it off

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You know what REALLY bugs me? RUDENESS! If you're standing in the middle of the isle at the grocery store, if you're talking on your cell in line and holding people up, if you cut someone off because you're in a hurry, if you play your music so loud I can hear it in my car over my music with the windows SHUT then I'm talkin to YOU.

How much brain power does it take to consider there are people around you? I can't believe the way some humans TREAT each other. I'm more and more disgusted by the lack of please and thank you's too.

Parents it's not ok for your child to not know when to say please and thank you. It's not FUNNY when they push other kids out of the way to get in line. It's not ok for them to disrespect people they don't know. My kids aren't perfect BY ANY MEANS but they know how to say please and thank you and they know if you bump in to someone you say EXCUSE ME.

The grocery store is one of the worst places. If someone is looking at something and you stop in front of them all you have to do is say pardon me. If you bump into someone say excuse me, if you reach an intersection of isles with someone else would it KILL you to let them go first? What happened to just being nice because it's the right thing to do? And hey, if you screw up here's a novel approach.. APOLOGIZE!

Even if you don't believe in God or Alah or Billyjimbob the Monster Truck deity or WHATEVER! Do unto others as you would have them do unto you, is a good thing to live by. It means treat others how you would like them to treat YOU. Not treat them as they've treated you.

Now I love you guys go be nice to each other.