My pink elephant in the room: my weight, and/or my weight loss. Seriously, a lot of people look at me and size me up, but they won't say anything. My family wouldn't ask me about it - they'd talk to my mom. "What's happened to Aine?" they'd say. And now people look at me funny but only a few have asked me about losing weight. My son's speech therapist came out last week and finally said, "You look really good today." I thanked him and smiled... I was wearing a baggy shirt that had grown too big as I shrink, a pair of faded jeans that have a hole in them (that wasn't there when they were brand new), no jewelry other than my wedding ring, and barely a hint of lipstick and mascara. But I looked GOOD. Gave my husband and I a giggle. Here I am at top weight: Me - Jan 2017 There are two rules you don't cross in polite society: you never ask a woman her age or her weight. These questions will earn you hate look...
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