sun 6-may-07
pansy - 06may07
Yesterday, at a party where food was the main event, my husband told me I was fat.
Note to Men: You don't need to tell a woman she is fat. We *know* when we are Fat. Our clothes tell us we are Fat. Our mirrors tell us we are Fat. Our scales tell us we are Fat. We know when we are Fat. We don't need input about Fat from our men.
