So I had I busy day planned, starting with an early morning swim with LZ. I was very excited to have T2 come and see me swim, and she was there that first day that I got in the water oh 2.5 months ago. Wow only two and a half months - really?
But I always know that T2 will always get the scoop for me. I sometimes feel I am spinning my wheels, but if LZ says I am improving I guess that is good for me.
When we got back from swimming, T2 took off and I played happily with the new pup, but I have to say she is very tiring, and then when T2 got back we went shopping.
I wasn't quite ready to go shopping, but T2 gently pushed me out the door as I was saying, but I can't leave the pup. I haven't been to a real store to shop since - well since 1993, so I was sure I was going to get the evil eye like do really think there are any clothes that will fit you here?
And it did happen, but opposite of what I expected. we got to the "plus" size department and the lady came up to us and gently tried to push us out. When I said I was shopping for me, she said well you hide it well in those clothes. So what have I been doing for the last twenty years? Trying to hide my fat of course, so of course I hide it well.
So when I was trying the clothes on the sales lady looked at me and said I am going to get you a bra fitting. Say what? I wear sports bras, I don't even know my size, so I ignored her, until she badgered me enough so I relented.
The woman (or should I say girl) who came in was probably no older then 17 and she said something along the lines of lifting my ladies. Excuse me - my ladies??? I never thought of myself in the plural maybe this is some reverse psychotic break? Do I have a head growing out of my chest? I mean really my ladies? But I did end up buying some clothes for "my ladies" enough said.
But I always know that T2 will always get the scoop for me. I sometimes feel I am spinning my wheels, but if LZ says I am improving I guess that is good for me.
When we got back from swimming, T2 took off and I played happily with the new pup, but I have to say she is very tiring, and then when T2 got back we went shopping.
I wasn't quite ready to go shopping, but T2 gently pushed me out the door as I was saying, but I can't leave the pup. I haven't been to a real store to shop since - well since 1993, so I was sure I was going to get the evil eye like do really think there are any clothes that will fit you here?
And it did happen, but opposite of what I expected. we got to the "plus" size department and the lady came up to us and gently tried to push us out. When I said I was shopping for me, she said well you hide it well in those clothes. So what have I been doing for the last twenty years? Trying to hide my fat of course, so of course I hide it well.
So when I was trying the clothes on the sales lady looked at me and said I am going to get you a bra fitting. Say what? I wear sports bras, I don't even know my size, so I ignored her, until she badgered me enough so I relented.
The woman (or should I say girl) who came in was probably no older then 17 and she said something along the lines of lifting my ladies. Excuse me - my ladies??? I never thought of myself in the plural maybe this is some reverse psychotic break? Do I have a head growing out of my chest? I mean really my ladies? But I did end up buying some clothes for "my ladies" enough said.
And it *was* hilarious. Nearly peed my pants when you told me.
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