The following is a text exchange between the original Sister in Fat (My Mother) and myself.
*Background info- today is her wedding anniversary...that would be her fake wedding anniversary twice over... forced at the hands of the moral police we shall call "me"* Proceed
Me: Happy Anniversary Mother
Mother: Thank you
Me: I hope Dad gets lucky
Mother: Real nice. What about me?
Me: I assume this would provide some enjoyment for you as well.
Mother: You need to get a boyfriend
Me: Nice
Mother: I hope he doesn't require batteries
Me: Stop reading my blog
So...with that, I wish all the SIF Happy Valentines! Eat lots of chocolate and screw after dark. Fat rolls look better after sunset. Love
What the hell is a Sister in Fat? It's a bond uniting women everywhere. The inner fatty living deep within all of us. She convinces us supersizing is acceptable as long as we wash it down with a Diet Coke. Here at SIF we celebrate "New Me Monday" EVERY Monday, eat lunch at high noon and hide food from those who judge us. It's not about size sisters. If you have an inappropriate relationship with food and obsess over weight loss/gain...you ARE a SIF! Welcome Home!
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