This is Me . . . FAT

This is Me...telling the whole world that I am not happy with my weight. Everyone who know me, knows that my happiness depends on the size of my pants. And right now I am terribly unhappy.

So what is my plan? I don't know. I need a plan. I don't want to do anything, I just want it to go away.

Maybe just admitting that there is a problem is my first step to recovery.

Oh, and by the way, you can't even make a "fat" animation thingy. I tried to make this look like me, but I couldn't make fat and ugly with the program I was using. This is the "Plus-sized Penny" body.

My Happy Place

I've decided that I really like decorating & changing my blog, but I hate to write stuff. I've mentioned before that my life is so boring that there is absolutely nothing to blog about. And when I do write, I agonize and stew over every word and punctuation.

However, my blog is my "Happy Place." My little piece of the World Wide Web that I am in charge of. I have little clicky things that take me to places I enjoy daily. I can even tell which blogs have recently been updated.

It is so fun to learn new tricks to change the look of my blog. I usually see something I like on another site, then figure out how to add it to my site. Sometimes I amaze myself at the things I am able to figure out. It is fascinating to me that a I can take a picture as simple as this,

add its "secret code" in my HTML script, and it turns into my background.

I have figured out how to add widgets and gadgets and blinkees. I have even designed my own headers. With cool sites like this. . .

. . .and a that free Paint program on practically every computer,


I've been able to create semi-acceptable stuff. Imagine what I could do if I had a fancy graphics program and a some real knowledge.

So I will continue to decorate my Happy Place and maybe, just maybe, I will even write a post.

I've Decided. . .

. . .That I really don't like to write on my blog. I have nothing to write about. My life is boring. I go to work, I come home from work, I do the laundry on Saturday, I've given up on trying to keep my house clean. I'm pathetic.