On Saturday, my friend's daughter was in town.
She's six, and the coolest place on the planet to her right now is the swimming pool.
Because I'm into torture that includes sunburn and wedgies, I agreed to go with them to an area pool.
(Cue the screaming women again, or the screams from any woman who has to squeeze herself into a swimsuit then go out in public this summer.)
Anywho, as a chaperone on the great pool adventure, I noticed a lot of reasons to get back on the diet wagon.
Mostly, it was TMI (Too Much Information) on folks I hardly knew. As a trained observer, I saw waaaaaaay too much of everyone's business at the pool.
Flabby turkey arms, fat back, dimply thunder thighs and my personal favorite, excessive belly fat overlap, all were alive and very visible on this pool outing.
Dear readers, please don't think of me as a hater.
I believe full-figured woman such as myself are beautiful. However, if you're my size, you may want to rethink the whole 'itsy bitsy teeny weeney bikini' thing.
With that in mind, perhaps we should establish some swimsuits and public pool rules.
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