So last night I went to my best friend Tracy's baby shower in South Carolina. After college I lived with Tracy in that small town for about 6 months so I know quite a few people from the church. I walked into the shower and a lady named Miss Mary came over and gave me a hug. Then, it all turned to poo!! She rubbed my tummy and asked me how far along I was. Oh yeah! As you can imagine, this caused my self-esteem to sky rocket! I explained that I had a baby nine months ago but just hadn't managed to get rid of all the baby weight yet. I walked away from the conversation pretty quickly after that and thought about the consequences of whooping an old lady's ass in the church parking lot after the shower was over. She is officially on my LIST!
The moral of the story is unless you know for a fact that someone is pregnant, don't ever ask them! Ever! Never! Ask someone else who knows that person if they are pregnant but Never, Ever, under any circumstance, ask someone how far along they are.
So on a different note, I started my eating disorder today...
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