A Change of Mind

There is a new wind in my sail today.  A shitty wind.  A fart wind, if you will.  I typically start my day in a good mood, aside from having to get out of my awesomely comfortable bed (complete with fully spooning soft-earred dog beside me).  Upon getting to the office, my mood continues to be stable....... but then (sometimes) the shit hits the fan. 

Found in any office is a handful of ignorant douchebags.  No grouping of cubicles would be complete w/o "chonches," a.k.a idiots.  I've developed a sort-of-thick skin when associating with said blowhards.  I don't however, play nice with blowhards that make rude comments.  Zero tolerance.  I have blogged about this in week's past (Shake Your Bon Bon 1/27/2012)-- read it and you'll understand.

What is really chapping my ass is the weight comments while being pregnant.  I don't really care if my friends talk to me straight about what I look like however, when people I'm not friends with make cracks..... well, that's a different story........ Especially when those people aren't exactly P90Xing it every night.

I am fully aware that my body doesn't look how it did back in November.  I get it.  I can't do anything about a mammal growing in my loins.  He gets hungry and I have to nourish him. 

If I talk about my weight post-baby, then I sound vain.  I'm not vain, I'm just hyper-aware of the changes to my frame.  Trust me..... the underpants I'm wearing are like boat tarps.