Dear Fatty

Rave alert! I stayed up late last night reading Dawn French’s memoir. It came out several years ago, I guess, but I never got around to reading it. Found it at the Goodwill yesterday and thought it would be good for a laugh. Several laughs, actually. And some tears. I have never been the kind of person to know everything about a famous person that I admire. Well, except for Sting but that was a LONG time ago and I’m sure the statute of limitations on that restraining order has expired.

Anyway – loved how her life wasn’t what she expected or planned , but turned out better because she let so much happen to her. I’ve always been a planner. (Okay – control freak) but there have been times when I’ve gone where the universe pointed despite my plans. Those have been pretty fantastic detours:

Yale – I was already registered at Jax State and my friend Lori was going to be my roommate. Despite that, it seemed like a pretty good idea to pass that up and go to Yale instead.

Travel – First Study Abroad at Yale, then Africa – raised my hand and volunteered to go in place of a colleague who was supposed to go. Every time I’ve had a chance to travel, I’ve taken it and I’ve never regretted it.

Fred – he was so different from anyone that I’d dated but turns out, he was the perfect guy for me.

Weight Loss Surgery – doctor recommended it, but I initially said no way until my fall in Singapore – felt like the universe was pointing me in that direction and I’m so glad I listened.

Anyway – if you get chance, read Dear Fatty and I’m going to see if I can find the Comic Strip dvd set – sounds like something that would keep me laughing for a long time!

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