Wednesday, July 18, 2007

This is the ASPCA called

The sound of wet feet in wet crocs is like walking on an endless string of disgruntled mallards.

"Quack. Quock. Quack. Quock. Quack. Quock."

3 comments:

  1. This why I always wear socks with my Crocs. I might be a little squishy, but at least no one tries to buy insurance from me.

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  2. well that's the first time I've laughed out loud today. Thanks Kizz and Contrary. buy insurance....bwa ha ha ha

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  3. Okay, after a small absence.
    I have returned.
    Whew.
    You look fantastic!!!!!
    Once again, Welcome to my size.
    I am 132.
    Size 6, sometimes 7. But never 5 or 4 or 2. Pre Pregnant I was 97 size 2.
    Damn.
    So I don't mind the roundness but it does seem wierd sometimes.
    Like I look down and think "Who's body am I trapped in?" Very Freaky Friday or whatever day it is.
    I have to re-adjust my waist line for sitting positions in certain pants that look great standing up but sitting look like a lump of play dough stuffed in a condom.
    Yes, I have had much experience with that.
    The point of all this being... Congratulations on not catching the body dysmorphic disorder that you are not skinny enough!
    Celebrate that. Many cannot stop once they start losing weight and struggle with that through out the rest of their lives.
    ME for instance.
    I long for another disorder to accompany my BDD.
    Alcoholism is at the top of my list for diseases to catch!

    Isn't it sometimes just enough to know you did make it? Or when is it enough? And why isn't it enough that you nailed your goal?

    And the whole shopping thing... let me get on to you for just a moment.
    I don't want to hear it.
    I long to shop in NYC.
    Here I am stuck in pearl snapp shirt boot hell... and you dear are in Mecca.

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