Every month I get together with two different groups of fab girls. The family group = my adorable mom, her sister/my aunt, my cousin and my sister-in-law. The girlie group = three of my closest friends, including one I’ve known literally my entire life. In each group we take turns picking a restaurant, meet there and enjoy a nice evening of good food, great conversation and laughing til we hurt (I love that part.) Girlie nights tend to go later than family nights and the conversation is usually quite a bit juicier. Heehee. I adore everything about these nights except the worry that builds before I walk into a place I’ve never been. The fear? The chairs. If you’re my size you know exactly what I’m talking about. Will I fit in the chair? I’ll be so embarrassed if I don’t. It's agonizing. Luckily I haven’t had a problem in the three-or-so years we’ve been doing family/girlie nights. Truthfully, I’m surprised. I mean, my backside is really, really big. There have been tight squeezes in booths, but so far I haven’t encountered a chair that was too narrow for my massive butt. My bottom is shrinking weekly so it won’t be long before I don’t even think about it. Ha. That will be different! (That will be marvellous.)
The chairs. It's the little things that become big things when one is overweight. How frustrating. How did this latest get-together go? Have you gone yet?
ReplyDeleteThat is the attitude. Remembering that this will not be an issue for you ever again will be marvelous.
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