That Fat Chick

Fat girl thighs plus jeans that kept sliding off my ass last night which contributed to a droopy crotch area (the JEANS, not ME!) equals very sore, painful chafing on my thighs. I’m currently sitting on a towel, with my legs spread as wide as the chair comfortably allows, with a thick coating of baby diaper rash cream and vaseline smeared on my thighs.

Pray that my husband does not read this blog entry.

Or, pray that if he does read it, he chooses to leave me the few shreds of dignity I have left and NOT make a comment, either here, or to me directly.

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