I had trouble deciding whether to post anything about this here since I try to keep my blogs upbeat and I'd already mentioned it in the forum, but after reading some other blogs this morning, I decided this would be the perfect place for it.

While checking the comments on my latest pics last night I found the following comment:
"someone need to be brutally honest with you. Please do not post anymore pics. You don't have the body for it"
After discovering the BBW category, I moved all but the 'chat room antics' pics there. I'd hoped that would let people who like BBW know where to go to find us and keep the people who can't stand looking at us away. Is there something about BBW that's hard to understand? Does NN need to put inside parentheses that it stands for BIG Beautiful Women? I'm sorry that this is sounding like a rant, because I'm feeling more frustration than rage. I just don't understand why someone who doesn't even like BBW would look at pics in that category, much less post a comment asking one of us not to post anymore pics.

While I realize I don't have the body of a supermodel, I've received enough positive comments and PMs to realize that there ARE people on this site who enjoy something about my pics. Because of these great people, I will continue to post my pics!

FatGirl69

P.S. I guess it's no surprise to most of you that the member who posted the comment doesn't have any pics posted...he hasn't even completed his profile!

GEORGE CARLIN'S VIEWS ON AGING

Do you realize that the only time in our lives when we like to get old is when we're kids? If you're less than 10 years old, you're so excited about aging that you think in fractions.

"How old are you?" "I'm four and a half!" You're never thirty-six and a half. You're four and a half, going on five!

That's the key.

You get into your teens, now they can't hold you back. You jump to the next number, or even a few ahead.

"How old are you?" "I'm gonna be 16!" You could be 13, but hey, you're gonna be 16! And then the greatest day of your life . . . you become 21. Even the words sound like a ceremony . . . YOU BECOME 21. YESSSS!!!

But then you turn 30. Oooohh, what happened there? Makes you sound like bad milk! He TURNED; we had to throw him out. There's no fun now, you're just a sour-dumpling. What's wrong? What's changed?

You BECOME 21, you TURN 30, then you're PUSHING 40.

Whoa! Put on the brakes, it's all slipping away. Before you know it, you REACH 50 and your dreams are gone.

But wait!!! You MAKE it to 60. You didn't think you would!

So you BECOME 21, TURN 30, PUSH 40, REACH 50 and MAKE it to 60.

You've built up so much speed that you HIT 70! After that it's a day-by-day thing; you HIT Wednesday!

You get into your 80s and every day is a complete cycle; you HIT lunch; you TURN 4:30; you REACH bedtime.

And it doesn't end there. Into the 90s, you start going backwards; "I was JUST 92."

Then a strange thing happens. If you make it over 100, you become a little kid again. "I'm 100 and a half!"

May you all make it to a healthy 100 and a half!!


HOW TO STAY YOUNG

1. Throw out nonessential numbers. This includes age, weight and height. Let the doctors worry about the numbers. That is why you pay them.

2. Keep only cheerful friends. The grouches pull you down.

3. Keep learning. Learn more about the computer, crafts, gardening, whatever. Never let the brain idle. "An idle mind is the devil's workshop." And the devil's name is Alzheimer's.

4. Enjoy the simple things.

5. Laugh often, long and loud. Laugh until you gasp for breath.

6. The tears happen. Endure, grieve, and move on. The only person who is with us our entire life, is ourselves. Be ALIVE while you are alive.

7. Surround yourself with what you love, Whether it's family, pets, keepsakes, music, plants, hobbies, whatever. Your home is your refuge.

8. Cherish your health: If it is good, preserve it. If it is unstable, improve it. If it is beyond what you can improve, get help.

9. Don't take guilt trips. Take a trip to the mall, even to the next county; to a foreign country but NOT to where the guilt is.

10. Tell the people you love that you love them, at every opportunity.

AND ALWAYS REMEMBER:
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.

I used to live where I had the most gorgeous views of the setting sun. Whenever the sky began to display its brilliant hues, I would stop whatever I was doing and watch the show! It was a good time to reflect on the events of the day in particular and life in general. I miss those views and that time of the day. My life runs at a faster pace these days...I have to remind myself to slow down now and then and take time to 'smell the roses'.

The sunset also brings to mind a special man in my life. He loves being outdoors and the feel of the sun on his face. If any man has ever been perfect for me, it was him. Unfortunately, he hasn't come to the same conclusion. We once had a close friendship, and I could tell he felt a special bond with me, but our relationship never moved past friendship. We still keep in touch, though we don't talk as often as we once did. I'm okay if we never move beyond the boundaries of pure friendship, but I haven't closed the door to the possibility we'll someday be more than friends...

Sunset Lover
by Ashley Dickerson

Your love is like a sunset,
wild, bright and true.
The colours blend together,
forming a magical hue.
The day's warm caress
is slipping through the air,
just as though your fingers
would be slipping through my hair.

I sit and watch the sunset,
knowing it soon will end,
thinking of you and
waiting 'til we will be together again.
Slowly now it's going,
coming to a end.
Darkness may be closing in,
but the fun has just begun.

For now I can go home,
go to my darkened room,
lie on the bed and
close my eyes,
fall asleep and dream of you.

Had a request to do some pics of me wearing a skirt and then pull it up to show my ass. They turned out okay, I guess, so I thought I'd post some of them here. Hope you like them. I've pretty much run out of new pic ideas, so if you have any requests, please let me know!

1. THINGY (thing-ee) n.
Female......Any part under a car's hood.
Male........The strap fastener on a woman's bra.

2. VULNERABLE (vul-ne-ra-bel) adj.
Female......Fully opening up one's self emotionally to another.
Male.........Playing football without a cup.

3. COMMUNICATION (ko-myoo-ni-kay-shon) n.
Female......The open sharing of thoughts and feelings with one's partner.
Male........Leaving a note before taking off on a fishing trip with the boys.

4. COMMITMENT (ko-mit-ment) n.
Female.......A desire to get married and raise a family.
Male...........Trying not to hit on other women while out with this one.

5. ENTERTAINMENT (en-ter-tayn-ment) n.
Female......A good movie, concert, play or book.
Male........Anything that can be done while drinking beer.

6. FLATULENCE (flach-u-lens) n.
Female......An embarrassing byproduct of indigestion.
Male........A source of entertainment, self-expression, or male bonding.

7. REMOTE CONTROL (ri-moht kon-trohl) n.
Female.......A device for changing from one TV channel to another.
Male.........A device for scanning through all 375 channels every 5 minutes.

8. MAKING LOVE (may-king luv) n.
Female......The greatest expression of intimacy a couple can achieve.
Male........Call it whatever you want just as long as we do it.

I can hardly believe I've moved up into the '50 Most Viewed Blogs' category! I'm totally FLATTERED that so many people have been reading my blog! I try to make it as entertaining as possible so y'all will find it worth your while to check it out...THANK YOU for coming here to read it!

Hugs and Kisses to all of you!
FatGirl69

One day a farmer's donkey fell down into a well. The animal cried piteously for hours as the farmer tried to figure out what to do. Finally, he decided the animal was old, and the well needed to be covered up anyway; it just wasn't worth it to retrieve the donkey. He invited all his neighbors to come over and help him. They all grabbed a shovel and began to shovel dirt into the well. At first, the donkey realized what was happening and cried horribly. Then, to everyone's amazement he quieted down.

A few shovel loads later, the farmer finally looked down the well. He was astonished at what he saw. With each shovel of dirt that hit his back, the donkey was doing something amazing. He would shake it off and take a step up.

As the farmer's neighbors continued to shovel dirt on top of the
animal, he would shake it off and take a step up. Pretty soon, everyone was amazed as the donkey stepped up over the edge of the well and happily trotted off!

Life is going to shovel dirt on you, all kinds of dirt. The trick to getting out of the well is to shake it off and take a step up. Each of our troubles is a steppingstone. We can get out of the deepest wells just by not stopping, never giving up! Shake it off and take a step up.

Remember the five simple rules to be happy:
1. Free your heart from hatred - Forgive.
2. Free your mind from worries - Most never happen.
3. Live simply and appreciate what you have.
4. Give more.
5. Expect less

NOW --------

Enough of that crap . . .

The donkey later came back and bit the shit out of the farmer who had tried to bury him. The gash from the bite got infected, and the farmer eventually died a painful and horrible death.

MORAL OF STORY:

When you do something wrong and try to cover your ass, it always comes back to bite you.

1. Good: Your wife is pregnant.
Bad: It's triplets.
Ugly: You had a vasectomy five years ago.

2. Good: Your wife's not talking to you.
Bad: She wants a divorce.
Ugly: She's a lawyer.

3. Good: Your son is finally maturing.
Bad: He's involved with the Woman next door.
Ugly: So are you.

4. Good: Your son studies a lot in his room..
Bad: You find several porn movies hidden there.
Ugly: You're in them.

5. Good: Your hubby and you agree, no more kids.
Bad: You can't find your birth control pills.
Ugly: Your 13 year old daughter borrowed them.

6. Good: Your husband understands fashion.
Bad: He's a cross-dresser.
Ugly: He looks better than you.

7. Good: You give the "birds and bees" talk to your daughter.
Bad: She keeps interrupting.
Ugly: With corrections.

8. Good: The postman's early.
Bad: He's wearing fatigues and carrying a shotgun.
Ugly: You gave him nothing for Christmas.

9. Good: Your son is dating someone new.
Bad: It's another man.
Ugly: He's your best friend.

10. Good: Your daughter got a new job.
Bad: As a hooker.
Ugly: Your coworkers are her best clients.
Way ugly: She makes more money than you do.

Considering I've never really dated much, I continue to be AMAZED that quite a few men on NN are attracted to my body! Part of the reason I show off so much of it is because of the validation I receive from comments and PMs that my body isn't really THAT bad...

Here's another poem that my friend Classicchevy64 wrote for me...I really like knowing that fantasizing about me can actually make a man cum!


I washed and polished the Classic Chevy, cleaning every detail,
I wanted her to look good without fail;

For this Very Special Time,
I had a date with FatGirl69;

I quickly changed into my best,
Stopped by the Gas Station, and filled her with Hi-test;

The drive was long, but went well,
Knowing we had Dinner Reservations at a posh Hotel;

Arriving at her door as I rang the Doorbell,
In anticipation, my Member began to swell;

As she answered the Door, with her pretty face, I was impressed,
Her warm smile, and the Sexy way she was dressed;

A Black Evening Dress, low cut, and open in the back,
Adorned with a short length, and Stockings of Black;

Her Beautiful Breasts appeared like fresh dough, gently rising from it's pan,
All I could bring myself to say was, "WOW, MAN!"

I gave her Roses and a Corsage, and with out hesitation,
We were off to our destination;

Upon arriving at the Hotel, we were greeted by a Valet,
I told him to take good care of the Classic Chevrolet;

We were seated and looked over the Menu,
Chatted about our lives, our dreams, and other points of view;

After a Meal fit for a King, was devoured,
To our room we retired, sipped Champagne, and together showered;

With Hands, Lips and Tongues, we explored each others body, in great detail,
Taking ourselves to new heights and beyond, without fail;

Suddenly I awoke in my Recliner only to discover it was a Dream,
The Classic Chevy was in the Garage, and my Shorts were filled with a sticky Cream!!!

I bought my first vibrating egg today and have just finished trying it out. It's a fancy one that has all these different settings...1. Vibrate, 2. Pulsate, 3. Surge, 4. Escalate, 5. Roller Coaster, and it has different speed settings as well. Trouble is, it's a little TOO powerful at more than the lowest or next lowest speed. I put it right next to my clitoris...is that the best way to use it, or should I just put it near my clit so that it will be stimulated without being blasted with sensation?

By the way, I've noticed the past few days that everytime I use the bathroom, my panties have had a wet spot on them. I smelled it, and it's not urine...lol! It has more of a musky smell, so I'll bet you can guess what it is. Just figured today why there's been so much wetness. I masturbated several few times this past weekend and I've decided that the wetness is all that cum leaking out...