I'm sitting here typing away, quietly freaking out because for some reason NutriMirror seems to think I don't exist, when from behind me I hear a scolding voice.
"Honn-ey! Bad girl!"
After leaping out of my skin, I started HOWLING with laughter, trying to click back into my blog to show him... as he's still talking:
"I know a licked plate when I see one" he says.
Snorting, rolling off excercise ball, tears streaming down face, laughing SO hard.
I'm so busted.
It was worth it, the gravy was awesome.
If you have issues, or baggage, you may be offended by what you read here. I work through my self loathing of my own fat, and my own fat issues, and I’m told this comes across as loathing all fat people. That is simply not the case.
Here I talk about my issues and my findings, without political correctness. I am not concerned with your issues, or your baggage, or what you may take from this. The title is "My Journey".
This blog is not meant to inspire anyone. I take no responsibility for what you take away from here. You are here as a guest into my inner thoughts.