Rhoda-Clarice, Barb, Lucinda and I all had lunch just now. I enjoyed eating with them because they don’t look at me with big eyes, wondering how I’m going to eat. I eat just like them now… like birds. I didn’t sing because I was busy laughing. I was telling the table how in 1988 I was the longest baby born, and then Barb asked “in width?”… like how big did you think I was Barb, a 60 pound baby? We had a good laugh. I was always a skinny baby. I have a theory that fat babies always turn out to be the skinny ones later in life, and skinny babies turn out to be the fat ones. Hope I have a super fat baby!
I did something today that I never thought in a million years I would do. In front of everyone, I lifted up my shirt to show my sexy new scars. Thirty pounds ago, I never would have been able to do that. I still am a little shy about it, but I also know that I will never be this way again. It’s all going down from here.
It’s so nice for me to see that people are actually noticing a change in me, because I really don’t. It could be partly because of my scale addiction, and also partly with the fact that I look at myself everyday. Last week Ronnie Ginger told me how happy she was with me, and really noticed a change. She said “I don’t look at you like a fat person anymore”. Most people with think that’s rude and mean, but I think that’s the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me.
I posted my before picture just so the world can get an idea of my beautiful face…