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Monthly Archives: January 2014
I’m addicted to cookies, and to a lesser degree, cake. If there are cookies in the house, I eat them. And I don’t mean one or two. That would be fine. We’re talking a dozen or two. And with two young children in the house who are constantly asking for them, I often cave in and buy or make cookies. For the kids, of course! As a result, I’m carrying around close to 100 extra pounds of cookies and cake on my body.
It wasn’t so bad at first. Size 12 I could live with. But you just keep getting bigger and bigger. 14, 16… until several years pass and now I am up to size 22 pants and 2XL shirts. I am fat.
I look in the mirror and what I see makes me feel ashamed. My face is fat; my stomach is fat; my butt is fat. It’s hard to feel good about yourself when you want to cry every time you look in the mirror.
I have let myself go in other ways. I look bad no matter what, so why bother with makeup? Why curl my hair? What’s the point?
My back hurts, and I have …
I have written over 100 poems in my lifetime, but most have been lost. Somewhere, there is a Zip disk (remember those?) out there with my poetry on it. I’m sure I’ll never see it again. Anyhow, this limerick popped into my head a few days ago, so I decided to publish it before I forget it again. I wrote this many years ago, probably around 1993-1995. I wrote another limerick the same day, but so far, I can’t remember what it was about. If I can remember, I’ll come back and post it later.
There once was a woman named Myrtle
who was skinny but not very fertile
She wanted a kid,
but when finally she did—
She had to start wearing a girdle!
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