A Mother's Love

My mother can be rather uncouth when it comes to sharing her ideas and opinions.

Earlier today, my mom looked at me and said, "You are getting fat!"

Admittedly, I had been thinking about that for a few days, but I didn't expect to be hit on the head like a bag full of hammers by my mother who made this unsolicited comment. She seems to think my weight fluctuates with my mood. She is probably right. She insists that when I am happy I gain weight, which is odd, considering you would think depression would be the precursor to weight gain (or so I think). I am a freak in every definition of the word.

I think, perhaps, my happiness goes back to one, my Dwight.

(Note to self: I should lose weight immediately!)