Mystery solved. I've figured out why Disneyland is the happiest place on earth. It's because the scale at the hotel read a loss of 35 pounds. Now, that's pretty happy.
I think of myself as though I'm a pretty typical hipster kinda gal. I feel like I'm younger than I am and I'm still trying to figure out what I'm going to do when I grow up. For now, I'm working part-time "for the man," but more importantly, I'm a mom to a daughter, The Little Miss (TLM) and a wife to The Husband. We live in an area of the country where being anything bigger than a size 6 is considered unacceptably large and in a town where movie stars live.
I've always been the Big Girl. Growing up it was because I was taller and "big boned." Now I'm the Big Girl because I'm fat. At one time I loved being the Big Girl but now, not so much.
This blog is my way trying to be a part of a community that can help each other through our struggles to be who we really are. For me, it's still being a Big Girl just not of the fat variety.
11 comments:
Wow! It really IS the Magic Kingdom!
No kidding! I need some of that magic :)
I'd steal the scale instead of the towels. Wink wink.
Hee! I need that scale.
Proof once more that reality gets suspended in Disneyland!
Hehe, too right Gigi, are they in your suitcase already?
You just gotta love it! No wonder so many people spend their whole lives wishing they could go. :)
I may move there. :)
Wow that would make me happy! I need that scale!
Happiest indeed!
hahahahaha!
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