How sobriety has changed my life.

The last few months (AKA, this summer) have been a ginormous roller-coaster ride. I lost my job at the SF startup (I think you all know this). I took time out to think and write and explore creative pursuits (AKA, hobbies outside of Facebook scanning). I’ve actually made – with my own hands – rings…… Continue reading How sobriety has changed my life.

I talked shit to my bod, and it fought back.

I was on an airplane sitting next to a fabulous woman two days ago. We talked about everything, as one does on airplanes. At one point I was telling her all about my “make gorgeous clothes for larger women” fantasy. I tried to describe my core concepts, using existing designers as baselines – for example,…… Continue reading I talked shit to my bod, and it fought back.

Exercise.

Hi. Good morning. It’s Tuesday morning here in Seattle and it’s finally time to start talking about exercise. Movement. Sweating. Breathing hard. It’s all got to be written but I’ve avoided writing about it. So, here sits Fatty getting ready (with lots of words, so many words) to write about moving her body through space…… Continue reading Exercise.

My quit drinking timeline, part II: 30-100 days

I wrote a post a little while ago detailing how I felt in days 0-30 when I quit drinking. I experienced days 0-14 several (many…) times before it stuck, so it was actually pretty easy to write out the feelings I felt each day. To remember the waiting, and breath-holding and frustration and anxiety. I…… Continue reading My quit drinking timeline, part II: 30-100 days

A wee life update from Fatty

Good morning blog-o-sphere, and happy Friday! So… I may have let it go un-remarked upon here for a little bit, but I was laid off from my job at that SF-based tech startup two weeks ago. I know, funny, given I had JUST posted about how great I was getting at my job and how…… Continue reading A wee life update from Fatty

About that last post…

Hi everyone. I want to talk a little bit about that last post I wrote (“My perspective on dieting and booze”). When I re-read that post (every other day since I posted it) I cringe as I viscerally react to my own know-it-all voice. And in many ways I regret posting it. It’s didactic. It…… Continue reading About that last post…