Self-Made “fat girl”. Owner of thyself. Winner, Winner, Chicken Dinner. Lover of life. Hoarder of craftiness. Mother to one. Slave to none.
I’m here to WIN dammit. Win the fight against poor health BEFORE it strikes. I grow a garden in my backyard and harvest when it’s ripe. My bliss is to counsel others and solve the problems of the day. Join me and other recovering fataholics on this crazy journey from madness to wellness. It’s a bumpy, bumpy ride. And yes, I always have something to sell.