
Mirror…Mirror…Mirror
All mirrors are not created equal. I mean they’re all the same right? A piece of glass designed to reflect all that is me and

All mirrors are not created equal. I mean they’re all the same right? A piece of glass designed to reflect all that is me and

Dear Fatty, I’m freaking out. It’s almost summer and I haven’t lost any weight. In fact I’ve gained. I always start fresh at the beginning

So aside from my “girls” trying to kill me, life was pretty awesome leading up to the American Sniper/Killer Boob incident. I managed to peel

** Repost from back in the day…*** If little Johnny wakes up on Easter Sunday to a chocolate bunny that’s missing certain critical appendages, what

Dear Help a Sister Out, I have a sister-in-law who’s 86 and lives alone. She has very few friends. She is doing amazing for her

Dear Help a Sister Out, I woke up the other night, crawled to the bathroom and back to bed hoping not to wake up too

It’s taken a long time (8 years to be exact) to even think about chronicling my journey. I always knew I would write this the
Dear Help a Sister Out: I’m recently divorced. Don’t feel bad for me bcs he’s someone else’s problem now. There are A LOT of people

Yeh, I know I said these blogs were ear marked for some random person who’s name does not sound at all like mine… and who’s

Why do all my blogs reference washing machines? I can’t be sure. Trying to clean up my act? Perhaps. You know Sisters in Fat is