Well, if you read V.C. Andrews, you ARE living like brother and sister ....

Well, if you read V.C. Andrews, you ARE living like brother and sister ....

::snerk:: Yeah, we already made all the creepy jokes about that line. (Uh, we didn't make the jokes to his parents.) We're sick.

Yeah, I have no idea what will happen when we do a family trip type thing for the first time. I think they'll just decide it's easier to not fight it. I mean, it's not like they can change what we're doing. So, they'll just go with the flow I think.

And, honestly, mom's smart. She probably knew that if she touched the subject last night, I would have happily pulled over and left them at the side of the highway.

Ok. I wouldn't have left them at the side of the highway, but it wouldn't have been pretty.

Well, if you read V.C. Andrews, you ARE living like brother and sister ....

Sheesh, Toddson, way to call my impending nap on account of creepification.

{{{{Brenda}}}}

She probably knew that if she touched the subject last night, I would have happily pulled over and left them at the side of the highway.

Yeah, the time to preach against someone else's lifestyle is NOT when you are asking them to do you a big favor in the small hours.

I wish I could accept my fat. I don't.

I still haven't looked at most of the Madison F2F pictures because I'm in them. Everyone else looks great (including you in your beautiful outfit, Andi), and I look like a giant blob.

My "favorite" doctor comment is "You could lose some weight." If I could, I would.

I need to get dressed and go to the gym to work out but I wanna watch the olympics! Dilemma.

go. to. the. gym.

Olympics will be there when you get back.

Lisah - that's awesome.

::pulls out old story about mom calling apartment for several years before we were married and frequently saying "oh, you're still there. may I speak w/my daughter please?" It got better. She now thinks of him as the son, and me - from all appearances today - as the in-law....::

The Boy's parents are very Catholic and so they think that he and I should have gotten married before living together (truefax: his mom told him that we should "live like brother and sister now").

whoa. My parents are pretty Catholic but of the hippy, 60s activist variety. So they really don't care (or, if they did they'd never say anything to me).

When we were first planning on me going out to meet his folks in MI we talked briefly about staying over in his hometown Saturday night and nixed it right away because his mom would have put us in separate rooms without question. But they aren't religious at all. Weird to me!

Anyway, my brother and family just moved into a new and huge house where i'll have my own room and they'll set up a couch right by it for CB to "sleep" on. If they were at their old place we would have gotten a hotel room. And if my niece asks I'm not going to lie to her...I will tell her to go ask her mom!

snerk - back in the '60s the joke was that the only people who wanted to get married were priests and nuns.

I've made progress with the whole body image thing, but it ain't iron-clad, I tell you what.

Yep, same here. I really need to just get rid of the extremely well made wool skirts and jackets that I'll never wear again (size 10? 12? yeah, for 15 minutes in 1987, perhaps). Every time I think about buying myself nice clothes I have to fight against Mom's voice in my ear telling me that I have such nice things, I just need to get down into them again. After she died we donated a ton of barely worn clothes to Goodwill that she'd been trying to get down into for decades.

I'm a more or less decent person. I deserve nice clothes that fit just as much as the size 4 woman across the road. Speaking of this, I'm kind of craving a robe made of a nice, thick, jewel-toned satin. Ideally it would have long, voluminous sleeves, be ankle-length, and have a sweeping, full skirt. Think of something a 19th century French courtesan would wear while sipping cordials after a night of decadence, but before dawn. Any suggestions on where one might find this sort of thing? Most of the plus size lingerie seems to be on the skimpy, proud of my flesh let me show it to you, side. Which I support, but it's not what I'm looking for. Or it's terry cloth or flannel, which I have already.

WindSparrow, I'm very sorry you feel that way about yourself. It's a hard way to live. I've been there and it took a death to bring me out, so I'm not going to say crap like "Aww buck up camper it'll all be fine." Because if it was that easy we'd all be out of there, all the time. But I hope you can make peace with your physical self. Because the self you show on these boards seems pretty amazing.