
Look at this chair, just take a look, it seems like your average lawn chair right? Look you even have a place to put your water or pop. It looks like a fantastic and practical chair all around except when you're morbidly obese, it's a very scary thing.
I decided to go to the party with my husband, I found a ride there so I didn't have to drive (I don't like to drive, I really need to create a blog just based on all my fears). So my first challenge was not the chair, no it was a buffet of good food. I took salad but you know the kind of salad they served; potato, macaroni, green been and so much more fatty foods. But I ate them slowly (whilst fighting wasps for my food at the same time) and then came the desert. I have yet to turn down a desert in my life I'm not ready just yet. So I asked hubby to get me some desert knowing full well he'd be moderate about choosing sweets for me whereas I would be a glutton. He brings me this rice krispies square with a high ratio of sugar and a brownie. I don't like rice krispy treats but I being a sugar addict started with that one. It was good, once I finished I went for the brownie but I felt that little sugar rush, you know what I mean, where the sugar starts searing through your blood and you feel like you could hit a physical peak. So I did the one thing I've never done before, I gave my husband my brownie and said no more desert for me, I remembered too well the cheeseburger caramel pie fiasco and I don't ever want to feel like that again.
Now back to the ever practical lawn chair, poor hubby is offering me a seat beside him, but I'm petrified of sitting on it because what if I break it, what if I can't fit inside the chair, what if it rips. So I avoid sitting for hours, my feet were sore and I could barely stand it, then I saw a woman who looked to be my size (maybe bigger, maybe smaller, my perception is really off where size is concerned) and she sat in a chair just like that. I thought hmm, she didn't break it, it handled her weight, so I'll give it a shot, so I proceeded to sit in the chair and did not miraculously break it, BUT! I had to get out of the chair now didn't I. The handles were of soft material so that was not a pretty sight and I truly believe the both times that I sat down on those chairs when I got up I heard a ripping sound but I pretended I didn't hear it.
There were so many uncomfortable moments for me at this party, so many normal reasons to want to be thin. I'll finish with this, I had to go to the bathroom, it was so small (or I was so big) I had to sit on the toilet on an angle and well it wasn't a pretty site. I felt like a giant on a kiddies toilet. I would need one of those Great John Toilets for plus sized people.
All I'm saying is that after yesterday's party I saw so many more reasons to be thin, reasons that are important for normal function in the world like sitting and going to the bathroom. I rode with hubby on his Harley and almost pulled a muscle trying to get on the bike. It's not fun and its quite humbling and humiliating all at the same time.
Oh, before I forget as soon as I arrived at the party, this woman said to me "God you're beautiful", I was so shocked I said "pardon me?" and she said "You are absolutely beautiful". I thanked her and walked away, I wouldn't have minded continuing the conversation on my beauty but didn't find it really appropriate. :-D
I'm off to revise my list on the reasons to be thin and thanks for dropping by.
Sassle!