Sometimes I'll dream about kinky stuff, but rarely. If I dream about my weight, I'm usually the size I am now, smaller on occasion. Last night was the first time I dreamed I was bigger than I am - I caught myself in the mirror and my belly was massive. Probably twice the size, so much wider, yet still round and distended. I was just about to explore it further when I woke up 😩😂

I went for a little walk since we're having tons of beautiful snow right now. I'm always wary of slipping and falling, but I managed to stay up... until I slipped on the way home. Luckily, I landed softly, but getting up was a very different matter. It's a chore at the best of times 😅 That was my workout for the week 😮‍💨

I feel personally victimised when I'm all comfy in bed and there's an itch somewhere I can't reach 🙃 I should get myself a butt scratcher 😂

As much as I can enjoy being bigger, there are definitely times where I feel like my belly controls my life, and I can't help but imagine the great relief of just being able to take a break from it - remove it, like a detachable pillow 😌😂

I'm fascinated just how much my belly gets in the way when I'm walking up stairs - I never feel it as clearly as then, when it bunches up against my thighs, making every step a massive struggle 🙈

I've found the most amazing Thai place that makes massive portions. Did the mistake of bringing a box of their Pad Kee Mao to work yesterday and having it all in one go. I literally had to take a longer break because I just couldn't stand up when I had finished it 🙈