I hadn’t planned on a TMI post today, but since a fabulous friend called me “The Queen of TMI” last week, well, that sort of sealed the deal.

Let’s see, we’ve discussed our lady bits, toilet/bathroom issues, sex, masturbation, positions…What’s left? Oh! I know!

Stuff I’ve broken with my Fat Ass! I love hearing stories about this and while I only have one major breakage issue, I’d love to hear more, more and MORE! This is the part where I say, “If you know me or would just rather not know personal/TMI things about me, please come back tomorrow” where I’ll be recapping the Second Telesummit for BodyLoveRevolution.com! Woo!

I am sure I have broken more than a thing or two in my life with my fat ass, but for some reason I can only think of one: Toilet Seats!

I’ve actually broken about three or four of them and all within a very short amount of time, I must say. It was a few years ago, before I was fully accustomed to the Fat Acceptance way of thinking, but I was getting there. My husband and I had been living together for ages and while we try not to fart or poop in front of each other (well, at least I don’t) we’re generally quite comfortable talking about everything if not doing whatever it is in front of the other.

One night when I got home from work I went to the restroom to relieve myself (I always have to at least pee the moment I get home, it’s a long drive!), I believe I was doing the wiping bit and I leaned forward a bit too far and heard the worst sound I could have imagined.  The sound of plastic snapping in a thuddish sort of way at the same time. The toilet seat had broken. “Oh shit! What the hell?” I thought. “What am I going to do?” Panic! Pant-pant, eyes darting around tiny room…”Fuck!” Nothing to be done. I tried to sort of mush it back together a bit. It was like a fiber/particle board with a plastic coating over it so the fibers did sort of stay together with the mushing. At some point it had registered that it was my giantess ass (I love the word giantess) that did this major act of destruction and I had to hide it until I could replace it the following day.

The trouble was that I had a hell of a time getting the old one off. Who knows how long it had been stuck on there?! But I sheepishly headed to my local hardware store (OSH for inquiring minds) and picked a cheap, but sturdy looking model. I sped home and installed the new one. Husband noticed but only said, “Cool.” and nothing more. I think I had some story about having to step onto the seat to reach some make-up or something off of a shelf. Ha! I always ask him to reach things for me, so he must have known. Oh well. Not two days later I broke the new one. This time the husband went with me to the hardware store (it is as much if not more a girl’s best friend than a diamond I tell ya). We chose a slightly more expensive and somewhat sturdier looking one this time. Got it all installed and seemed just fine.

A week later? Yep, I broke it! “For fuck’s sake!” was heard shouted from the bathroom. It seemed to me at this point that all toilet seats were vulnerable to the magnitude of my gargantuan ass! (Those last two words said in the character of the father from “So I Married An Axe Murderer.”) Also, they all seemed to be constructed of the same thing and in the same way. Thing is? None have a weight rating and at this point I had figured that it wasn’t simply my weight, but the major lean forward I do to stay extra clean ‘n fresh while wiping my bits. Hmm…I went to a couple of stores this time and selected what I thought would have to be the sturdiest model that didn’t have weird decor on it. (Have you see the clear ones with the fish? Or glitter? Honestly?! Ridiculous!) And the craziest part yet? It never broke! It’s probably still at our old apartment and lookin’ hella fine, too! I chose a nice one with shiny steel hardware. So classy!

So, what have you broken with your fat ass? I am dying to know! Have fun with it. No hatin’! Y’all know the rules by now.  =0)

Also, feel free to discuss other TMI topics. I am still talking about the masturbating post with people. Bring it on!

Thanks,
<3
S

It’s no easy task, blogging. This blog your eyes are focused on at the moment? It’s a labor of love. It’s a lot of work, but I get so much out of it! I don’t get anything in the way of payment or anything of that nature. However, in the love and support department? I get a lot!

If you’ve never been a blogger, you may not realize this, it can be tough to come up with new content on a daily or even weekly basis. Some bloggers are far more organized than myself and may have many several drafts of possible posts or even a filing or notebook system to rely upon when unsure what to post about on a given day. I have my better moments, but in general, I write from the heart and the gut. I write about what I am passionate about. This changes from day to day, but in the end, I’m a fat gal with an opinion to share. I am fortunate enough to have readers who continue to dazzle me by coming back! Thank you!

I would like to propose a Fat Blogging Support Community/Forum of some sort. I’m thinking of some sort of space for fellow fat bloggers to bounce ideas/drafts off of when they are having one of those “uhhh…what to post?” sort of days. Or to guest post when there’s nothing left in the old noggin. For those of us who podcast as well, a great resource for tech tips, help and such. I’m thinking right now that a Facebook group would do the trick. Just not sure how to go about getting the word out and making it all happen. I created the group on FB, but for now it’s closed/secret. If you’d like to be added, please let me know. Notblueatall@notblueatall.com

Are you a fat blogger? Does this sound like something you’d use? What would you most like to use it for? Hit me up! I seriously just sort of thought of this and am still mulling it over a bit.

Are you a fat blog reader? What do you like to read about? Anything you feel is lacking in FA blogs? More of something? Less? Tell me about it!

Thanks!
<3

S

Mrs. Sprat is fat graduate student in Human Sexuality and her interests include fat sex, masturbation and body image.  Woo!
Please check out her blog http://lipidlove.blogspot.com/ and show her some love.

Fat Sex Tip # 5: Intercourse is Overrated

So, I had a couple of glasses of wine the other night and just felt rad and so I finally got around to taking pics of my Eshakti.com order. I share with you a review of what I bought with pics of myself wearing them. And just to kick things off right, here’s a pic of my fave day-off outfit:

I said to my husband, “Holy crap! Is my chest always so red?!” He said, “No, but it’s like when your cheeks get flushed, so does your chest.” Thanks reality for putting me in check. *flips off reality*

I have bought a few pieces from Eshakti.com since first hearing about their radness from Lesley of Fatshionista/TwoWholeCakes fame. While they were/are all lovely, I just don’t wear them much and I can’t really figure out why. In fact the one dress I lusted after, bemoaned when they discontinued and then bought the second they brought it back, I haven’t even worn yet! Nuts! But I still adore their stuff, it’s all so unique and fabulous and the customizing? Yeah, where else can ya get that at an affordable price? NOWHERE!!!

When I received a gift certificate for Eshakti, well, I took my time and chose what I knew I would wear! Since this wasn’t my money anyway, I went with two things I always want but never buy: A dress & a skirt!

Here’s what I got:

Lace Version Link Here

Cotton (Cinnamon)Link Here
Skirt Link Here

The black dress I got was
actually a jersey knit-cotton.
The pic is the same, but in lace.

Here’s the pics of me in them:

And now for my review:

OMZ! I always choose the custom sizing option because I’m a death fatty and at the tiny price they charge for it it is so completley and utterly worth it! I don’t care what size you are, get the custom option! For real! I got to choose arm opening size, skirt length…you name it! That said, I received my items a few weeks ago and hadn’t even tried them on. I’m not crazy, just confident that they would be fabulous and fit right and I haven’t been feeling very camera ready lately, ya know? But I threw them on last night and instantly felt amazing in them. I have zero complaints. Well, I have one request: MORE Gift Certificates, please! Ha! That’s it though.

The dress is a thick cotton knit jersey, double layered, with puff sleeves (squee!), POCKET! (double squee!) and it falls right where I want it! (I think it was just below the knee on me). The neckline is slightly more modest than I’m used to, but no problem with that either. It just means I never have to worry about the boobages peaking out without warning. Some dresses they just do that. They’re very friendly apparently. Ha-ha!

The skirt! Oh this skirt! It comes in a few colors, but the purple just spoke to me. I could wear this skirt to almost anything and look fabulous and fit in without worry. From casual to formal, this skirt rocks my socks! I am still not used to wearing skirts, so I am unsure where I want it to sit, but it would depend on what top I pair it with, I think. So here’s the pics:

Since I never do fatshion posts anymore, here’s a Bonus pic of a B&Lu dress a great friend gave me over the weekend:

Now if I could just find the right purple tights…
Also, just won these on eBay and shall be pairing them with both of my eShakti items, WOOT!!!
Doc Martens “Ellen”

Were you on the call last night? If not, well you missed out but there is so much more to come! Register HERE! Once you’ve registered for the upcoming classes, you’ll have access to the recording from the call I talk about below. So quick, easy & worth it!

Golda’s first telesummit call was about: Intuitive Eating & Healing Through Storytelling with Dr. Anita Johnston, eating disorder specialist and author of Eating In The Light of The Moon, Eating in the Light of the Moon: How Women Can Transform Their Relationships with Food Through Myth, Metaphor, and Storytelling

When Dr. Anita Johnston began talking about recovery for disordered eaters I was surprised when she said there is a major difference than with other substance abuse. Substance abusers will always be in recovery, but someone addicted to food can recover completely in that they no longer use food the way they used to. How when you rely on something for comfort, etc, it doesn’t mean that you must continue to do so forever. Food may have saved you or helped you cope during a difficult time and there is nothing wrong with that. Embrace it! Woo! We should distinguish “substance” addiction from “process” addiction. “You can live without alcohol in our life, you cannot live without food.”

She also said labeling and diagnoses can be judgmental. Wow! Powerful statement, that. “The area to work on is cleaning up your own judgments.” Yes! I believed that I was a non-judgmental person for a long time yet found myself criticizing others simply because I could, as a past time almost. Yuck! Me? Yeah, it can happen to anyone. I learned to step back and look deep within myself before passing judgment on others. This is especially important though when judging yourself! Last night when she said something along the lines of, Push the pause button and see what the real culprit is, the real culprit is your inner critic, not your body. Wow! Yes, this is an amazing moment. I hadn’t realized (long ago) that I had an inner critic. The book “A New Earth” by Eckardt Tolle calls it your ego, but I hadn’t thought of it this way before. But it’s there and you can squash that bugger! ha!

She talked about our senses. When was the last time you allowed yourself pleasure? To feel your own skin and delight in it? “You can feel visceral stories in your body. Get back in your body, it’s your best friend.” Yes! Let’s all get back into our bodies and embrace every little thing that makes us, US! Find a movement or activity that gives you pleasure because “When we do something “to get fit” it squashes the joy of being in your body.”

She talked about Persephone and the pomegranate, she is an excellent storyteller and had be enthralled! I don’t know much Greek mythology, but I have read a fabulous book that I highly recommend called “The History of Misogyny” and it goes deeply into mythology and all misogyny throughout human history. So when she said, “Food is a symbol for mothering, nurturing. We turn to food for this when nurturing isn’t present.” I was struck by the raw honesty of that. And I don’t think nurturing is a gender biased thing, though it’s often seen and used as such in society. I appreciated her encouragement for parents, to: “Help your kids cultivate emotional literacy, so they can identify the real culprit”

I would like to end with this quote, “The area to work on is cleaning up your own judgments.” because this is something I still struggle with. I know many many do as well. It is so hard to rid yourself of this behavior, but until you do you won’t be free of it and will continue to hold it inside, against yourself and others. Give yourself the chance to love you! It’s so worth it!

Do register and attend the next class/es if you can. It’s a fun and shared experience we so rarely get. Next week Golda will have Substantia Jones of Adipositivity fame and her models. Should be a hoot! I’ll be there, will you?