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Oh for the love of...

Melissa just called me fat.

Actually what she said was, "I have to go to the bathroom. Finley move."
Finley - "Do you have to come through here?!" He is sitting in the skinniest of all the walkways at the computer.
Melissa - "Yes because your sister is taking up all the space."

Ok, I may be pregnant, not that anyone in my family knows this, but I am NOT fat. I've lost fucking weight for christs sake! NOR, for that matter, was I taking up any more space than the chair at the kitchen table allowed. I was balled up in the middle of the damn thing and her fat-ass could have walked right by my skinny-ass EASILY. So easily in fact, that she had done it twice earlier.


I cannot be around that drama queen extrordinare. Or her little princess, who was chasing leon around outside the fenced area of the yard when I had him out with me earlier. She had him by the collar at one point. His collar, which is not made to be hung on to since it will slip off or break. And leon, being mr smartie-pants, was trying to stay as far away from her as possible while still sticking around the truck, where I was. I can't believe she didn't see me in there. Only when I was done with what I was doing did he follow me back into the fenced area. And katie goes "OH! There you are!" She must be blind or something.

Unghhhh. Here come the headaches. As if the god-awful cramps aren't enough.


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Mar. 1st, 2009 10:38 pm (UTC)
I ended up spending most of my time in my room, as far away from her as I could possibly get, until she was gone. No one really likes her since she has no sense of class, or anything really for that matter. Melissa, her daughter, and their dogs, are nothing but trouble, so we all just try to stay out of their way.

I told my dad what she said and I think he wanted to laugh but was a little confused. :)
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