Virgin365: day three hundred and twenty…Bottom Warmer

365 ONE: day 124…Unclear Subway Seat Offer to Names Fiasco

Day 124: May 11th, 2012 = COMPLETE!!!!!

Cardio was = Walking

Dance of the Day was = “Medly: Rip It Up/Shake, Rattle and Roll/Blue Suede Shoes” by The Beatles

Improvised Acting Video I uploaded to my other blog was = “Head, Shoulders, Knees and Toes…Ache”

Anything to Note =

You know you’re fat when…

….someone offers their seat to you!

Yesterday, on my way home I got on the train and this guy offered me his seat – of course I declined as I can’t sit anyway according to my 365 Challenge – BUT it was unclear to whether that was my first pregnancy offer or not ??????

Which means I am a HEFFA!


….did he offer his seat because he was getting off at the next stop, as he did??


…did he offer his seat because he was being nice as I was the only one standing and without one in the whole car??


…because I am female??


I will have to see if this is a pattern to determine if it was indeed my first pregnancy offer or not – so will let you know!


I have been thinking a bit about how guilty I feel in not dealing with the whole baby names fiasco! So yesterday, I forced myself to make some sort of list, or jot something down, before I went to bed. I was super tired and couldn’t think of one name so picked up my college Middlebury magazine and turned to the update section from all the class members, which has the names in bold, and went through the many pages.

To be honest….I didn’t like ANY of them!!! To be honest…they were very American….too American.

I was trying to make words from names, and molding together some or multiple, and also trying to see if there was a Greek equivalent or a Greek sound to them, or make a Greek sound out of them…

It was a nightmare!

I wrote down something but I don’t even want to look at that list! I even left it at home on purpose today as I don’t even want to look at the book its written down in!

It was a disaster!

Nothing feels right – but does it ever?


I am trying to deal with it – this whatever it is I have syndrome: non-reality/detraction/denial/immaturity/laziness (could go on and on!) I am trying to force myself now I know it’s a BOY! Can’t we just call it Boy or Buddy Boy??!! HAHA!!

Anyway, last night was a first step, right? One step at a time, right? 

Baby steps 🙂