Gaaaaa.
Where the hell were all you guys when I was young?
I was never fat, but never "thin" either. I'm of Polish stock - a good
solid body-type that nobody would consider "model-like." I was never quite able to lose those "last few pounds" that our skinny-centric society insisted I must, but I got pretty close. At my thinnest, I looked like this:
The guy I was dating at the time told me "I'd like you better if I could see your ribs."
WTF? And he wasn't the only boyfriend to make little comments on my weight, just the only one insensitive enough to say something
that offensive and stupid out loud. Needless to say, I immediately turned around and let him watch my "fat" ass walk out of his life.
Today (more than 25 years later), I'm easily 30 lbs overweight and I don't give a shit. Haven't been on a scale in years. Oddly enough, there's now a queue of four or five men who'd
love to get a piece of my fat(ter) ass. Sheesh.
Of course, Mother Nature in all her perversity isn't satisfied with
that. Oh no. On top of it all, I'm currently menopausal and simply, irrevocably NOT interested in the least.
Well, ok. Mother Nature hasn't abandoned me entirely. Menopause has brought on regular involuntary nocturnal orgasms.
Hell of a way to wake up, lemme tell ya.
