I can remember a time, when I was young, being very desperate to find love. I seemed to attract rejects. The thin beautiful girls got the football players and popular guys. I didn't realize until much later that they were just as desperate as I, only they were "putting out" and had reputations as being "easy". I was a good girl. It wasn't because I was fat that I didn't have many dates. I had oodles of friends. It was because I was a good girl that I didn't have many dates.
My best friend in high school was sort of a "fruitcake". He was like having a best girlfriend. We were friends since grade school. He did ask me to marry him at one point, but he didn't like children, and I wanted a family. So we went our separate ways after high school.
My parents were very strict. I always seemed to gravitate to older men, so that gave my parents some headaches. My first steady boyfriend was 19 to my 16. That ended when I went off to college. Older men were more mature and able to look beyond the fat to the nice, pretty (yes, I said pretty) girl underneath. With size 6 being the norm, they liked the curves and voluptuousness of a size 16. I started to feel sexy, smart, and independent.
I was always a romance junky. I love romance novels to this day. I love romantic songs, too. It all started with Disney. Snow White's song "Someday My Prince Will Come"; Sleeping Beauty's "Once Upon A Dream"; and my all time favorite, Cinderella"s "A Dream Is A Wish Your Heart Makes" and "So This Is Love". How can a little girl not have fanciful notions of growing up and marrying her prince.
I have been lucky in love, but not always in romance. There is a difference. Reality has hit me in the face many times, but I'm still a romantic, emotional person. I have never given up hope and have always kept an open mind and heart.
I continue to read romance novels. Of course now they are quite lusty and grown up. I love the regency England time period. Some of my favorite authors include: Johanna Lindsay, Mary Balogh, Celeste Bradley, Lisa Kleypas, and Stephanie Laurens. Reading is a quiet, calm escape that allows you to continue dreaming of that prince, or duke, or viscount. And, you never get too old to dream.
Friday, March 20, 2009
Monday, March 2, 2009
A Fat Girl's Guide to Having Pets:



I love animals. If my father would have allowed and encouraged it, I would have become a vet instead of a nurse. When I was 5 I had a collie/setter mix named Lassie, of course. My parents gave her away when we were moving to our new house because my mother didn't want a dog. When I was 12 my cousin and I took up horseback riding and would go to the ranch every Saturday.
My son was 3 when we got our first family dog, Nikki, a collie/lab mix. My daughter wanted a kitten when she was in first grade, so we adopted Sheba from the shelter. About six years later, a patient who was dying of cancer begged me to take her cat, Samson. He was a lovable, huge, Maine Coon cat. About a year later, Alex found a stray kitten on a very cold night. We named him Rocky. We also had several goldfish that Justina always managed to win at carnivals. And we must not forget the adopted cockatiel, Thomas. I certainly made sure my children had the menagerie I was denied. And we all lived happily, crazily, ever after.
The children grew up and left, my husband, Jack, died, and the animals got old and eventually passed on, also. I hadn't met Charlie yet, so off I went one day to the Humane Society and adopted a 5 year old Bichon named Lucky.
Pet ownership is a big commitment, but they give you unconditional love and loyalty. I am a big fan of Cesar Millan, The Dog Whisperer. Dogs need exercise, discipline, and affection in that order. I am now a pack leader with 2 more adoptees, Stan, a Westie, and Hampton, a Llaso Apso. I've had all 3 for several years now. When Charlie came into the picture, it was "love me, love my dogs".
I keep saying I need a cat, but Lucky and Stan would never welcome a cat into the house. It's just as well. The feeding, grooming, and veterinary care for 3 dogs is quite a lot.
Pets bring us joy and are actually good for our health. The dogs make me get fresh air and exercise. Petting a dog or cat can even lower your blood pressure.
So whether you're a cat person, a dog person, a bird person, or love all animals and have a menagerie, enjoy your pets, love them, take care of them, and live happily, crazily, ever after.
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