Weekend Recap #23 ( I think)

MENTAL STATUS: "Uncomfortable". I chewed a piece of Big Red gum a few days ago and I think it burned the inside of my mouth. My taste is now "off" and my gums and tongue are sore. Vile stuff.

Wow, all this "sweating" and I totally forgot to talk about my weekend yesterday. So... let's see.

Friday night the hubby and I went to a gala event (their words, not mine). Actually, it was a fundraising dinner/dance for the local hospital given by the Leaders Alliance.

Of course, having the words "gala" in the invitation, I suspected it would be fancy, so I pretty much resolved myself to wearing one of my semi-formal "winter" dresses. Unfortunately, after trying them on, I felt kind of... well... I don't know what the word is...

Okay. FAT. I felt fat.

Not that I gained that much weight. I mean, it's not like a I needed a new dress size or anything.
But as a result, I did something I'm a little ashamed of. I actually asked my hubby the question all husbands and/or significant others hate to hear. I'm sure you know what that is. I even tried to take a little of the blow out for him by prefacing it with a "I know this is a loaded question, but..." and then I just came out with it. "Does this make me look fat?"

I know, I know. I can hardly believe something has trite as that would come out of my mouth, but, well, there you go. I was feeling pretty unsure--and, above all else, I needed to know the anwswer! I felt like I had lost perspective of my body. Yes, I was in the same size, but for some reason it looked as if I had beige floaties attached to my upper arms. (Not an attractive look)


Here were my choices:
This is hard to see, but it's actually a red velvet dress.



And this is my little black dress that I "stole" from a store in the mall for $4.75! Yes, that's right. At the time I bought it, I didn't even have any place to wear it. But it was just too good a deal to pass up.

The hubby was a good sport. He resisted any eye rolling when I had asked him the question. Personally, I was leaning toward the red dress. I figured I looked fat in both, but the red one was so less... funeralish. But he assured me that--although I looked thin in both--black was the way to go. So that's what I wore. Good choice, by him. It was more a black dress type of event. (And I didn't look fat)

Anyhew, I think I had a point somewhere... But it was a really fun event. I did some other things this past weekend, too, but not nearly as exciting, so I'll stop on a high note.

Now, I'm off to the dentist and then home to do a little writing.

How was your weekend?