I have come to the conclusion that all of the blogs I love to follow have something in common. They are transparent. Good or bad they let it all hang out...
I appreciate this.
This is what I had hoped to find in reading the blogs of other moms/women. A sense of camaraderie. A feeling that I am not alone in my weirdness.
That's why I have decided to add a new addition to my blog that allows you to see my quirks called Confessions. They are there for you to hopefully laugh at, find that you relate to and or just nod your head and write me hate mail.. So here is my 1st official confession.
I have an inner fat girl.
Yep you heard it right! I suffer from random (as in frequent) spurts of gluttony. I know my family is nodding their head in agreement, but some of you who don't know me as well may find it hard to believe, as my weight (has increased) but doesn't represent my true inner fat girl. My true inner fat girl would probably be on The Biggest Loser or something. Or best friends w/ Ruby on TLC. We'll give her a name since she is sensitive and doesn't like to be referred to as (whisper here) fat.... We will name her Bertha. I know my mom is on to the ways of Bertha. I think Bertha has her concerned as she nonchalantly suggested Weight Watchers while watching me (or Bertha) scarf down pancakes at the Good Egg this Monday. I thought it sounded like a good suggestion but I'm not sure how Bertha would cooperate with this... She would be grounded from ice cream and cake pops. And that makes her unhappy.
I mean this girl who lives deep inside of me eats like food is running away and will never be found again.
She sometimes eats 2 dinners and ice cream (maybe she did this tonight), and is contemplating joining a support group for those seriously addicted to chips and salsa.
Lock up your pantry she could be coming to a kitchen near you!!!
How can a beast this ferocious be tamed??
Here is a look at Bertha at her finest...