My favorite thing about that comment from the owner's husband was that he obviously thought calling me fat was the WORST thing he could say to me. Doesn't he know that to insult a woman with at least half a brain in her head, you have to call her stupid? Or worse, if he really wanted to hurt my feelings, he might have tried calling me a bad writer. That would've stung.
But fat? Tell me something I don't know. I've lost over 100 pounds and even though my skin is flabby, it's a hell of a lot thicker than that.
In other news, we still haven't found a house, but you can find an update on that topic on my blog at family.com.