Thursday, January 05, 2006

WTF?

This week officially sucks: My mother just called me fat.

9 Comments:

At 2:48 PM , Blogger Number Twelve said...

WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHT?????????

I'm sorry honey. And after such a kick @ss workout with your personal trainer.

 
At 3:01 PM , Blogger Bearette24 said...

I'm sorry! Not a nice thing to hear.

 
At 3:47 PM , Blogger Bearette24 said...

Also, some juicy gossip for you: Matt Damon's wife is pregnant!

 
At 6:09 PM , Blogger LostInTX said...

Ouch..sorry to hear that. If it's any consolation my mom practically told me I would go to hell if I converted. :{

Mothers...they are special. Heh-heh.. but we still love 'em.

We'll "extra" power walk on Sat. to make it up.

 
At 4:26 AM , Blogger Frema said...

What is it with parents breaking down the wall of their child's self esteem?

 
At 4:43 AM , Blogger Liz said...

Bad mother!

Should I squirt her with Alex's water pistol?

 
At 6:14 AM , Blogger bdogg_mcgee said...

What's up with that? I have a really nasty comeback in my head but don't want to publish it. I might have to e-mail it to you instead.

I'm sorry, girl.....I think you're fabulous!

 
At 12:01 PM , Blogger Kim said...

My mom only implies I'm fat. Is that any better? I don't think so.

I feel ya.

 
At 12:10 PM , Blogger Lisa said...

Well, this was somewhere between and implication and a statement. She never really got to the statement because I saw where the conversation was headed and cut her off. It went like this---

(After another eternal conversation about The Wedding)

Mom: I'm going with K [my sister] to get my mother of the bride dress tomorrow.

(Never mind that the wedding is at the end of JULY and summer dresses aren't usually put out until, um, closer to summer)

Me: Well, I've started suffering for my dress. I went to the gym last night [Wednesday] to start toning my arms and back so I'll look good for the wedding.

Mom: Well, I know you aren't going to like what I'm going to say, but wedding or no . . .

At which point I cut her off because this isn't the first time she's told me that I need to lose weight.

But even implications aren't exceptable. Do they think that we don't know that we could lose a few pounds? Do they think we live in a world without mirrors? Do they think that by saying that we need to lose weight, we'll wake up one day and say "Hey! I need to lose weight" and the weight will magically drop away?

As Poppy would say, Que la F?

 

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