UPDATE on Dave

So about 2 weeks ago I blogged about my date with Dave. Well in case you were wondering he didn't call and he deleted me off MSN. Ohh well. Its his loss right?

Well if dave reads this he can S my D (if you know what i mean)!

The Fat Family Member.

So on sunday I went to a baptism.

I'm not really religous, but I thought I should go to support my cousin- and it included a free dinner and bottle of wine.

Anyways, this led me to thinking about what its like to be the fat girl in the family.

Many of my relatives have been blessed with the skinny genes, eating double the amount I did at the five star restaurant but still fitting into their size 4 pants.

As usual I got the typical comments "you look nice hun" or "you and your mom have identical faces" hinting at the fact she is a size 7 and I'm not.

Now when we extend my family out a little more then we hit the Megaload. Women who actually make me feel skinny. Many of my great aunts (despite having a mother that to this day has never been larger than a size 8) are quite large. Every time I see them they comment on how I look thinner or something thats improved about me. And thank god they do. Without those ladies I don't know when someone would ever make me feel like I'm getting better looking and not getting bigger than I already am.

Lastly, theres Nana, my 85 year old Great Grandmother. She is french canadian, so naturally she's never been the nicest women in the world. Sometimes her brutal honesty can be a positive quality, just not if you're her fat Great Granddaughter.

I like that she's forgetful. It means I get a birthday card with 50 dollars every six months because she cant remember if my birthday is in January or July.

I like that she cooks the most delicious food.

I hate that she comments on how much of that food I eat.

Constantly she comments about how maybe I shouldn't eat too many carbs, or that I'm looking bigger since last time.

I still don't really know what point I am trying to make. I guess I just wanted to give some skinny readers some insight about their family, and so next time the fat family member pays you a visit, don't hide all the junk food. I find it insulting.

And even if I have gained weight, you can guarantee I have already analyzed the exact part of my body that has gotten bigger. Then ate a pint of ice cream in despair.

Sincerely,
The Fat Friend

You gotta slay a couple of dragons before you get to the princess- or prince?

Dave was a nice guy, don't get me wrong, i just don't know if there were any sparks. 

First off his idea of a date was going to the movies, and I had already told him I don't like movie dates because how are you supposed to get to know someone by sitting in silence for 2 hours. But the 10 minute drive there and back wasn't too awkward, we talked but not really of much substance.

We will see what happens, its almost been 24 hours and he hasn't texted me. Isn't there some three day rule?

Ohh well we will see. 

If he texted me, I'd be up for a second date, just so I could get to know him before writing him off. 

and how often does The Fat Friend get to go on dates anyways?

I'm not heartbroken, for once I'm being level headed.

And as for the weight issue of mine, he definitely shouldn't have a problem with it considering the little weight issue he has of his own that he neglected to tell me.

So like the name of this post, dave may just be another dragon slayed on my warrior princess quest to find prince charming. 

If you have any other questions, feel free to ask.

Talk to you soon, 

The Fat Friend

Acceptance Advocate

Today, while procrastinating studying for my midterm worth 30% of my grade I came across a fellow blogger. I was intrigued by here determination and her powerful voice supporting self acceptance, no matter what size you are. Some of the self-portraits she has taken of herself are stunning. It motivated me to write today because i too strive for self acceptance, even though it seems pretty difficult to come across.

I envy Lisa for putting herself out there and taking beautiful and tasteful pictures of her imperfect body. I wish  had the courage to do that myself. Maybe it will come with time and as I begin to move out of my teenage thought patterns I will begin to understand that beauty comes in all shapes and sizes.

Lisa, thank you for your blog as I can see it is an inspiration to hundereds of women. And good luck with your public speaking, I'm sure you'll do great!

Sincerely,
Your Fat Friend.

Ps. Here is the link to Lisa's Blog, take a look and tell me what you think?
 http://claimyourbeauty.wordpress.com/

Even Your Fat Friend needs a best friend.

So it has not even been three hours and this is my third post, I guess you could say I really like this blogging thing. Its kind of like therapy.

Great, now you're all going to think I'm crazy. To be honest, I think we're all a little crazy. Whether its boy crazy or maybe you should get yourself checked out kind of crazy, each and everyone of us is not the norm, thats what makes us interesting.

ANYWHO, this post isn't supposed to be about how crazy I am. It is supposed to be about the one thing Your Fat Friend cant live without, and no I do not mean a vibrator.

Every Fat Friend needs a good best friend. Someone who is there for you and sees beyond your inability to share clothes (something i envy about all my size 4 friends). A real best friend is able to read a blog you wrote full of feeling and stories they have never been told, and instead of getting mad or talking you out of your crazy antics, they let you know that if this is what you need to do to feel sane, go for it.

My best friend is not fat. she probably carries the same amount of fat on her entire body as I have on one thigh. But I love her, and she loves me. Without each other, we would be lost. Who else would come over at 8 am to me balling my eyes out about making some dumb drunk decisions, and who else would help every one of her boyfriends plan a surprise for her.

Whether we know everything about each other or not, we care. Nothing she could tell me would change how I feel about her. Our friendship may seem crazy to you, but were all a little crazy sometimes.

Thanks Best friend,
Your Fat Friend.

A Date! For Me?

So its been a whole 2 minutes since I published my first blog post but I thought this is definitely worth mentioning and needed its own post!

So I, Your Fat Friend, have a date.

His name is Dave, and as much as I don't like to admit it i met him online. Sounds pretty sketchy, but he goes to my university and I have seen him in the halls a couple of times.

So you're probably thinking "whats the big deal? shouldn't she be happy, The Fat Friend got a date?" Well he asked me out via text message on monday ( actually he bet me, if the leafs lost I had to go on a date with him- they had been doing well with a 4-0 record so I thought why not? ). Then we were having our usual evening chat on MSN and some how we got into joking around about an arm wrestle. I told him I could hold my own and he replied HE COULD BENCH PRESS MY WEIGHT.

So maybe in retrospect I should have put up a full body photo. But what do you expect, I didn't want guys running away! When he then guessed my weight his estimate was 120. SIXTY POUNDS OFF!

Well there was no time like then to clear up his misconception. I let  him know I'm not skinny. I didn't use the term fat to scare him off, but let him know I was interested in becoming a plus size model hoping he would get the hint. He asked for more pictures and then said "you look fine" well fine is a heck of a lot different then what i was hoping for, LETS BANG! Haha. He assured me its not all about looks, but since that night I have been freaking out.

Will my weight really be a deal breaker for him?

There are plenty of big and beautiful girls like Sara Ramirez and Chloe Marshall that have men swooning over them.

Well tomorrow will be the big night and I will update the blog as soon as I can to let you all (this is me assuming someone might actually read this) know how it went.

Finally its me needing the support!
I think I'm going to like this.

Talk to you soon,
Your Fat Friend

Welcome Friends

So heres the deal, this isn't going to be some fancy blog. This is my life and you have now become a part of it. Think of me as your friend, Your Fat Friend. Im the girl who is there for you when the guy of your dreams breaks your heart or when you need help getting a date with the hot girl from work. Yes thats me, always the brides maid never the bride.

I have been told countless times how good a friend I am and how I give such good advice. well if I'm the love guru why am I always the single one? Well I'm fat. I don't mean fat in a derogatory way, more like as a description. I am not ugly, I have a beautiful face, just not the ideal body to match. I dreamed of being a plus sized model (I'm 180 pounds 5'8) but where should I even begin? Even then I still wouldn't be like the normal models. I'd be the skinny models best friend because I make them look good.

Sometimes I feel like thats the only reason my girlfriends keep me around. They look 20 pounds thinner standing next to me. Not that I don't love my girls, but for once it would be nice to be the girl guys look at!

Anyways, I'm still unsure of exactly what this blog will be about. All I do know is that it has been on my bucket list for quite some time! So send me your questions and comments and I will reply. I'm a bit of a dating expert, only cause I've helped about 60 girlfriends through it. So ask away, I'm sure i could help in some way.

I wont get into my super dramatic crazy desperate-housewives-like life and childhood, Im sure we will get to know each other shortly anyways.

Thats what I'm here for.
Sincerely,

Your Fat Friend