If you have read any of my past posts you will know that I normally love exercise. Exercise has always been my happy pill. I’ve had so many injuries over the past 3 years that exercise has gone the way of the dodo. Exercise is hard. Exercise is embarrassing–I make too many noises. I…
***Trigger Warning*** we gone talk about da Poop! And … No this isn’t a belated Halloween post. It is just a day-in-the-life of this Angry Fat Woman–or at least the past two years. I am in a whiny mood today. I am just sick of poop! I am pooped out! Just completely pooped out! For…
This weekend was a botched mess of ideas that failed. I had the wonderful idea of escaping to a weekend getaway for two — a creative getaway — to collaborate with my husband on some burning ideas we have. I was so excited. The weekend in Paradise wasn’t going to be so grand, and I…
If you were of a mind to trace back my past few years you will see there has been a lot of Fhoe in my life. What is Fhoe? Well, I imagine it could be a lot things for a lot of people, for me it is my health or the lack of it as…
I have been quiet for a few days because we have been working on putting an above ground pool at our house. Did I mention that the pool is a monster? Did I mention that it is so big that I am freaking out about every part of what we did with the ground to…
For the past 2 months my old neck injury has flaired up giving me LOVELY headache–do read sarcasm! The only time the head feels better is just after traction! Can’t do traction all day! I’ve been bumping through my days with head pain, but most of them have been filled with joy of one sort…
I’m being facetious here. I have listed out the pros and cons for three different options for this week of where I am going to be. The proverbial 💩💩💩 has hit the fan in my life over the past few weeks completely disrupting my order and flow. I have a distinct need for rhythm in…
There are events that shape your life. They can change you beyond anything that you could dare imagine, both good and bad. I cannot go into the specific details of this particular trauma because it might hurt some if I did, but yesterday heartbreak came to visit. One would think a woman who has…
First day back and all kinds of interruptions. Not sure how great my writing will be on weeks I am in Birmingham. Doctor appointments, people in and out of the house and of course GRAND BABIES. I am about to go and steal away my youngest from daycare. I have been working with my daughter…
Truth time … this is the time we talk about Stinky Bits. Wimpy Workouts. Tummy Cramps. The good points I shared were real … but lest you think this has been all sunshine and roses … well … we must talk about the stinky bits. This fat girl’s gotta keep it real. You know the…
Diary of an Angry Fat Woman 