i guess they like 'em thickalright, so i have gained a good eight pounds from my near-constant weight of the past two years. eight freaking pounds! now, considering at my constant weight (you like how i don't name the numbers?), i know there's room for improvement, to think of that plus eight pounds is pretty horrific for me. the funny thing is, i am getting the same, if not more, attention from men right now. seriously, over the past couple of weeks i've had trips to publix where i'm gesturing at men by the time i get back to my car. you know, the "what the HELL are you looking at?!" one. i've had men look at me, then nudge their friends to look at me too. or nod their head at me to get their buddies' attention. that heads-up move is one i've just begun to notice. that is really.. i dunno.. weird. creepy. and rude, really. now, i'm pretty sure these 8 pounds haven't knocked me into the morbid-curiosity category, so i'm pretty sure it's because the boys think i look good in one way or another. so all this has gotten me to thinking.. i guess i should chill out about the whole weight thing. now, not to say "let myself go" or even "stay at constant+8" - i'm not practicing healthy habits right now, and being healthier will no doubt lead to losing weight, so.. weight loss is inevitable, if i'm a good girl. but maybe fretting about my weight 8 pounds ago wasn't all that.. necessary. in any case, this leads me to an eventual weight-loss goal of.. hmm.. right around 15-20 pounds. i got 'til the end of the year to do it. can't go home being a morbid curiosity, you know. ;) naw, really, i just think that if i were eating right and going to the gym regularly, that's probably a weight where i would settle. i definitely gotta lose those eight tho, pronto; having all your clothes look bad is not a good thing. and i refuse to buy a "thicker" wardrobe!
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Maybe most of the weight went to your boobs. You know how men are...
I'm Stacey. I'm a 31(!)-year-old Wisconsin girl living in sunny South Florida. The highlights in my life are my lovely boyfriend, my aloof cats, my adorable/adoring stepdogs, my two lumbering tortoises, select family members, being outside, being underwater, taking pictures, yadda yadda. Stay tuned for lots of babbling!
A small boy lived by the ocean. He loved the creatures of the sea, especially the starfish, and he spent much of his time exploring the seashore.
One day the boy learned there would be a minus tide that would leave the starfish stranded on the sand.
When the tide went out, he went down to the beach, began picking up the stranded starfish, and tossing them back into the ocean.
An elderly man who lived next door came down to the beach to see what the boy was doing. Seeing the man's quizzical expression, the boy paused as he approached. "I'm saving the starfish!" the boy proudly declared.
When the neighbor saw all of the stranded starfish he shook his head and said: "I'm sorry to disappoint you, young man, but if you look down the beach, there are stranded starfish as far as the eye can see. And if you look up the beach the other way, it's the same. One little boy like you isn't going to make much of a difference."
The boy thought about this for a moment. Then he reached his small hand down to the sand, picked up another starfish, tossed it out into the ocean, and said: "Well, I sure made a difference for that one!"