June 8, 2008

Here's what's new...

It's freakin' irritating to put on a pants that I just wore a week or two ago, to find that my big butt barely allows the pants over it, then the impossibility of actually buttoning it becomes very apparent. In the meantime, Dave says everything looks "fine" even though it's so tight that every little bulge and crease in fat is showing. Then he gets irraz because I'm taking so long to put some clothes on...and I'm getting irraz because I can't figure out which damn shorts or pants actually fits. Even my freakin' overalls, whose main purpose was to cover any unsightly bumps, are stressed at the seams by my butt and belly. BTW men, the word "belly" in and of itself denotes "big", so I advise against calling your wife/girlfriend's stomach area a "belly." It goes with BEER BELLY and FAT BELLY, and those aren't words most of us want associated with our stomach. Maybe when my tummy actually looks like a pregnant "belly" instead of just a big "belly" I'll be less offended by it. For now, though, Dave knows better to refer to it as that. I know that the solution to not having tight clothes is to buy more, but being "frugal" I just keep thinking that it will be a waste because I'm only going to get BIGGER.

Coming soon...I'm hoping to remember to take pics every week in the morning so I can document the growing tummy. I say in the morning because I swear over the course of the day my stomach grows super plenty just 'cuz of BLOATING! That's one thing I'm not thrilled with...feeling like a balloon ready to pop after every meal. Dave doesn't appreciate the futting, but it has to come out somehow. Then again, I guess it's not fair for me to fut so much, then make such an issue about him futting because "my nose is sensitive." Hehe.

One positive...I can actually really fit an A-cup now, which for all of you similarly small-breasted women, is really a big deal!!! The only thing is that they're sensitive as heck.

I think that's all for now....