I'm so getting this book for my mom: The Obesity Myth.
She's been on my ass about how she's going to take me to the mall. I'm a little stressed about it all and I wish I hadn't said I'd let her buy me stuff. I'm going to take it back. After a lot of questions I finally "confessed" I was skinnier than usual and she freaked out about it. I wouldn't answer the "how much do you weigh" questions nor would I say what size I wear. She jumped in anyway and made a lot of assumptions. I can't bear the thought of what is going to be said to me and I don't want her even looking at my body much less commenting on it. can i just ask her not to say anything at all, ever, ever again about my clothes, hair, skin, or body?
Ugh!
I thought I was going to be all nice and just smile and nod my head and try to make her happy, or whatever, and maybe could even fake a temporary interest in clothes magazines. But I just can't do it...
instead i will suggest that we all would like some genuine western wear and maybe they'll buy Moomin a cowboy hat and Rook and I will buy ourselves some sort of hilarious belt buckles or hats or boots.
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