I love that my husband loves me. I'm fat. He loves me - and I mean LOVES me.
As I mentioned in my "I'm weird" post below - Due to the fact that I'm hot all the time - I'm rarely fully dressed in the privacy of my own home. Bra and undies are the norm - which on a 300 lb body like mine is hardly seductive. He likes it for some reason.
I was just in the kitchen making dinner. I was dancing a bit (ummm, yeah - to Radio Disney's little High School Musical Marathon, so what??) and he was enjoying it.
He says "Nice, those hips don't lie" (ummm for those of you with the "wha??" face, it's the title of a Shakira song).
My response, "yeah, these hips say 'I had three kids'".
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