Just call me Fatty....

My Grandma does. 

Maybe I should just have my name legally changed to "Fatty". It has a nice ring to it don't you think?? 

My Grandma has never been kind to the "food challenged". 

Since coming down with I'm-A-Fat-Cow-Itis, she has told me that I'm "Large" or "Heavy", had my love handles grabbed and poked while shaking her head in disgust, had her tell my 3 year old daughter that her mother will "Never be thin again" and been called "Fatty" a handful of times.

I have to say that "Fatty" really is my favorite. 

I mean..... say it out loud..... go ahead... say it...... "Fatty". 

It's nice huh??

So today at my uncles house we had a going away party or my cousin who is being shipped off to Afghanistan for the Army. Grandma walks in and I go up to greet her and here is how it goes...

Me: Hi Grandma!!! (opening arms for a hug)

Grandma: Hi Fatty!! You're looking good!!

Huh??? 

That's a first.... I'm looking good while being called Fatty?? That confuses me, but I just give her my hug then run over to my Mom to tell her that Grandmas greeting was "Classic" today.

Now this stuff has been going on for ages. I'm not the only one she has told things to about their weight over the years but now that she has Alzheimer's, I'm trying to give her the benefit of the doubt and saying that maybe she really thinks my name is "Fatty"!!!

Perhaps my Mother's Day card to her should read.....

Dear Grandma.... 

Wishing you a wonderful Mother's Day!

Love, 

           Fatty