happy fat

I guess it is happy fat but I do have too much of it. The other night at a Club I overheard a girl talking about how she was out and was "recently divorced" which translated to overweight from a relationship I guess. Her friend said she looked good in the black dress though and she said she was thinking of wearing it around everywhere for awhile...to the grocery store, to get her son from school, to the mail box... Thats what I'll do, get a black dress. Get real, I need a pants suit otherwise I will look like a tent! My kids are too old for me claim its because I had two kids so now what.....hmmmm......blame it on the aaaalll aaa aaalcohol.......
I eat the rest of the kids food when they are "done"(shortly after they sit down) and watch them while they run around in the park, swim in the pool, and ride their bikes. There is no way I am running around in circles in a park, getting in a swimsuit in public, or riding around our little townhome complex with the kiddos on my bike. So by the time the kids are big enough to go on a long hike they won't like me anyway and I won't like them. The last time I rode my bike with the kids I got not one, but two flat tires and had to walk back one and a half miles. Six months Pregnant and pushing Wally in the seat on the back of my bike. Oh to have seen that. Shamu, the baby, and two sunken tires apparently from riding over weight capacity.