Mmmm. I had cereal with white rice milk for breakfast, a turkey sandwich with white cheese on white french bread for lunch, and will make some of the white bread into croutons to go with split pea soup (including white potatoes) for dinner. I just bought a bunch of lovely white-centered apples. Maybe I should eat one of those later.

It made me very sad when I learned I no longer could eat onions and cabbage. And the elimination of HCFS from my kitchen and diet is HARD! It’s in EVERYTHING! But I can tell when I’m not eating it that I feel much better. Soooo… Am I still fat? Well, yeah. I’d like to have the fat slightly differently distributed, and I am attempting to stroll in that direction by increasing activity, but nothing I’d even call a diet. I suppose I’ll be what I’ll be, and in the interim, I get to have the fun of cooking and eating good food.

Which brings me back to MeMe Roth, who often talks about how hard she works to stay thin but it’s worth it. I seriously think she’s a profoundly unhappy person, and she doesn’t understand why she’s unhappy so she externalizes it.

I think you are right there. She always strikes me as having a mean and bitter look around her mouth.

(As an aside, it’s interesting how much the faux-science of Physiognomy infiltrated our cultural thinking [e.g. mean-looking mouth]).

I assumed that was why that one spanish language FA site that was found used the term “obesidad.” I don’t know if there’s a less clinical Spanish word for fat/fatness as a noun… my dictionary only lists it as an adjective or a verb (engordar – to get fat) but it’s pretty old…