the chick that ate long island
the whole ganchrow family is piling into the minivan and heading to the illustrious, mysterious, fashionable, fabulous five towns for the weekend. we have a bar mitzva there that we are very much looking forward to and are staying with friends of ours that we like a lot. now, my experience with the five towns has not always been pleasant. there was the time i went out there with my friend to find a dress for son #1's bar mitzva and i was laughed out of each store...literally.."you think you are going to find a dress here? have you seen your hips? mwa ha ha (evil laugh)"
there have also been times i have been out there and have had a very pleasant, stress-free time..but, truthfully, i am a little nervous about this weekend. i can be perfectly honest in admiting that i have not lost the 10 pounds i have put on since the bar mitzva(but am happy to say that i still have not put back all 25), and i am afraid that i am going to exceed the weight limit to walk into the young israel of woodmere. I am afraid that the skinny women will run for their lives in fear that i might eat them if i get hungry. these are very real fears for me. forget about being self deprecating, what happens if i sit down in synagogue and break the chair? what happens if i can't fit into the chair? what happens if i walk into lunch and the caterer rushes over to me and whispers "we only have 50 pounds of chopped liver, please dont eat all of it..."
i am having a panic attack just thinking about it.....
self confidence is not something that comes easily to me(or comes to me at all, for that matter) but i have to hope that maybe the skinny minnies will look at me and think " man, she must be in a good mood all the time because she is never hungry, i think i will go over to her and be her friend..." or "wow, i really wish i could fit into chicos clothing, maybe i will go and eat some donuts..."
a big girl can dream......
happy thursday....
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