Happy Holidays

Dear Diary

Dear Diary

I saw this picture in one of my groups, needless to say it was a reality check.  I guess I have a reason to repent for complaining about my weight, I have the luxury to be fat. Neither will I complain about my overweight children, their fat is luxurious too. Food is necessary; and for many a luxury. Oh how I wish I had the money to end world hunger; but I'm almost certain people called Capitalist, who are filled with greed would find away to stop me. What I really wish for is an instant solution. I wish I could give them some of my fat cells, but no matter how fat I am it wouldn't be enough to go around.  

We might not be in the 'lap of luxury', but we sure are in the 'fat of luxury'..the only bones you will find on us are chicken bones from chicken we've consumed; and the only ribs you'll see when it comes to us are from beef ribs we have chomped down on... Hallelujuer....*Madea*!

Be thankful & lets remember others who are less fortunate this season. Have a Very Merry Christmas & Prosperous New Year!

OK I think Iamgonna give up or well slow down on the drinking & thinking...when I drink, I talk to God and I think about everything & everybody.  I already started, but yeah...I feel its time...so 2012;  Iamgonna give my brain a break, just drink & not think!

No wonder these kids grow up so fast....!

Dear Diary,

I bought baby food siking myself out, trying a new baby food diet, I ate 3 big jars and still hungry.  Master Jashua who is 3 yrs.old looked at me like 'mama really'! Anyway I got him playing baby now... I eat a spoon, he eats a spoon, these 20 jars left dont stand a chance...smh!  I wish there were flavors, like Chocolate...I'd even take Edy's French or Double Vanilla baby food....I'm tired of banana; besides that's really a grown womanly flavor, got me thinking of Banana shaped things. Maybe I should eat apple flavor, but then I might start wanting a butt lift and a pair of apple bottom jeans.  Lord please keep my mind, I never thought baby food could be so tempting! No wonder these kids grow up so fast....huh(sighing)!

Dear Diary...
I went to Krispy Kreme yesterday..met this guy, he actually makes the donuts... so again another tuff decision...I loves me some Krispy Kreme donuts & he is rather fine; talk about Double Temptation (I said Temptation, not penetration) stay focused here.  I so want a working man, not sure I actually want one that when he says, "Its time to go make the donuts"...He is literally going to make the donuts & at Krispy Kreme, he aint making  alot of "DOUGH" & I would still have to put up with this "Nut" & I know all he prolly want is a 'nut'....Oh Dear God, time for some soul searching, maybe I am giving it too much thought; but he called...All I wanted was a FREE DOUGHNUT, how did I get myself into this, huh(sighing)...?
JeSuSuSuSuSuS!

Happy Holidays

Dear Diary
I saw this picture in one of my groups, needless to say it was a reality check.  I guess I have a reason to repent for complaining about my weight, I have the luxury to be fat. Neither will I complain about my overweight children, their fat is luxurious too. Food is necessary; and for many a luxury. Oh how I wish I had the money to end world hunger; but I'm almost certain people called Capitalist, who are filled with greed would find away to stop me. What I really wish for is an instant solution. I wish I could give them some of my fat cells, but no matter how fat I am it wouldn't be enough to go around.  


We might not be in the 'lap of luxury', but we sure are in the 'fat of luxury'..the only bones you will find on us are chicken bones from chicken we've consumed; and the only ribs you'll see when it comes to us are from beef ribs we have chomped down on... Hallelujuer....*Madea*!

Be thankful & lets remember others who are less fortunate this season. Have a Very Merry Christmas & Prosperous New Year!

Dear Diary
God is really making provision through people, now if I win this, there will be no excuse...I have been wanting a treadmill and I could get work done....alright if I am able to acquire this tread desk...then I will know w/o a shadow of a doubt, that it was okay for me to have my Forbidden Chocolate & that I can actually forgive myself for all of the senseless calorie consumption.  But then again, working while working out sounds like too much work....and we all know too much of a good thing is not ever really good for you; that's how I got in this mess to start with too much ice cream, yeah and it was good!  I think I will pass on this, unless God blesses me to win it or someone to buy it for me.  But this is a great idea, just wish they come up with a greater idea, like  a machine that works out for you & you dont have to actually do any work...now I'd buy a machine like that!

Diary of a Mad Fat Woman

Things hidden & forbidden!

Dear Diary,

I just sat down on the edge of the platform bed, which is low to the floor, in front of mirrors & my coochie disappeared, my thighs are so huge... now I am concerned, I dont see it; and that's not good enough for me. Huh(sighing)... gonna have to get serious about this weight thing... Guess I will figure out an effective weight loss plan, while I am eating this Forbidden Chocolate by Friendly's. After a whole carton, 10lbs., and NOW that my coochie is HIDDEN, I can see why this chocolate is FORBIDDEN!  I am sneezing as if I am allergic.  God, I am a "chocoholic", I hope I am not getting allergic to chocolate, esp. sexual chocolate.  And I refuse to get to a point where some Mandingo 'sexual chocolate' can't find it either...lol!  This is a vicious cycle, I wish it was a bi-cycle at least I could choose it & loose it.  Just got a visual of me riding a stationary bicycle and eating ice cream at the same time, that would be a start.  Yeah, I'm thinking of a Master Plan!

"DIARY OF A MAD FAT WOMAN"