Wednesday, March 27, 2013
(I won't quibble with you about the correct way to use the word "ironic" - I'm probably using it incorrectly but I'm too lazy to look it up, LOL)
The ironic thing is (or one of them): I took a 2-year diploma program in Food and Nutrition.
Our first class in Nutrition was taught by Mrs. Brown. She was decidedly plump, bordering on double-plus size. We teenaged girls were, each of us, maybe 112 pounds soaking wet.
When she entered the classroom she paused for a moment and looked us all over. Her first words to us: "You're probably wondering why a Nutrition instructor is fat. Don't worry, girls, you'll find out soon enough"
She was so right.