Stand back, if you don't want to be hit by it...Or better yet, just leave muh page, K?

I haven't seen it all (no one has) but I have seen alot.

I haven't done it all (again, no one has) but I have done alot.

Raised in a house full of witches, so I've got an extremely accurate "evil eye".
These AMAZING women also instilled in me a wealth of compassion, which makes me the first person to wrap my arms around a wounded comrade. (And by "comrade", I mean ...

Stand back, if you don't want to be hit by it...Or better yet, just leave muh page, K?

I haven't seen it all (no one has) but I have seen alot.

I haven't done it all (again, no one has) but I have done alot.

Raised in a house full of witches, so I've got an extremely accurate "evil eye".
These AMAZING women also instilled in me a wealth of compassion, which makes me the first person to wrap my arms around a wounded comrade. (And by "comrade", I mean anyone I see suffering. Don't gotta know ya, don't gotta like ya, just gotta know ya need me.)

Never had a problem with sports, 'cause I was the little girl who was crazy fast, and strong as an ox.(And I could take a ball to the 'ol melon, and still keep everything out of the goal... WITH A SMILE!)

And ALWAYS had friends, because I had, even from a young age, the ability to morph for ANY situation. Meaning, I could swear with the sailors, "prim" with the "propers", sport with the jocks, and outgeek the geeks... That's right baby, DRAMA CLUB, and MUSICAL THEATER!!!

Some call this sailing from group to group, and responding to each group of people differently as being "fake" or not being true to yourself...

I call it several sides to my personality. I call it being a well rounded human being. Try it sometime... it's a hoot!

And I've never had a problem attracting men, heavy or not, because I was blessed with my Momma's walk, which she so lovingly has described as "the rolling gait of a nymphomaniac".
Tilt my head just so, and drop my voice an octive, so you feel it "right there" Mister...

And I've done the procreation thing. That's right, passed on my D.N.A.
But she didn't make me fat either.
Two hours of labor.
No pain killers.
One of the easiest( and rewarding) things I've done.
After the delivery, got out of bed, took a shower, and put on the Levis I wore before I was preggers.

So why am I fat?

Time.

Age.

A metabolism that has slowed so much, it put's the Tortoise to shame.
I'm a 10/12
I've been a 2/4 most of my adult life.

OOOOOUUUUUCH!

Why am I here?

Same reason as you.

And not the same.

'Cause we're ALL different.

So tired of hearing, "I'm not like anyone else here. My reasons are so much different than ANYONE elses'..."

REALLY!?!?

I thought we all had lived the same life, took the same journey, all the same steps...

Except for you...
You exotic creature, you. You're one in a million.
You're soooooo different.

Wait a minute, so am I...

And so is she...

And so is he...

And so on, and so on, ad nauseam.

We're all here for different reasons. And that's what makes us the same.
We're all travelling a different road. And that puts us on the same road.

I'm here to get healthy...sometimes.
I'm here to be strong... sometimes.
I'm here to be an example to my loved ones...sometimes.

But most of the time...
I'm here to be the monster again.
The monster with vicious abs, and an ass like granite., who walks in the room like I own the place, laughs that low whiskey laugh, and with a tilt of my head, and the wink of my eye, can make you think about me...later.

I'm unique.

But so are you.

And that's what makes us the same.

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