Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Come on let's be real here. A man who married a woman at size 0 isn't going to be happy that she's an 18 now. Yes there are chubby chasers out there but someone who married a woman at 0 probably isn't one of them. Just being realistic. If she was working and earning her own money and could support herself and children (with some child support), that would be a different story. But that's not what the OP described.

Exactly. Remember the cushy life that OP described:

Anonymous wrote:DDis a SAHM with two sweet little boys and a husband who has provided everything, home, clubs, cruises, cars etc. She has gone from size 0 to 18 in seven years and has a prickly personality that cost her several jobs.

Wow. SAHM, with not just a home and cars, but "clubs" and "cruises" as well. And she was a size zero and has gone up to 18 in just seven years?

That means OP's son-in-law has serious market value; he's loaded and a real catch.

I knew a guy in this kind of position. He was so brilliant, a star in our field, kindhearted, generous, and a wonderful father. And yes, he was very easy on the eyes . But he was married, and that was that.

Then his wife came to the firm's Christmas party, and I was absolutely shocked. She was much like what the OP describes her DD to be. Snide, rude, snobbish, and FAT. It was absolutely ludicrous to see how she acted, and how she treated everyone. But the way she treated ME was absolutely outrageous. I know as a, shall we say, "non-partner" you're not supposed to cross swords with a partner's spouse (never mind a partner). But when she denigrated my sideline job (I'm a pro sports team cheerleader), I looked her in the eye and told her there was no way I was going to stand for her treating me AND my friends in that area so dismissively, no matter WHAT the cost to my career. I then turned and walked out of the party.

He came in that Saturday (we both had litigation heading toward trial) and apologized to me for his wife. We got to talking, and I treated BOTH of them with compassion. That seemed to take him off-guard, and he told me all about how his wife had been in the sister sorority to his fraternity. He said she had been thin and lovely UNTIL they got married. He said he didn't know who she was, and that he was so grateful to me for being so forgiving and understanding, and how much he respected me.

Here's the thing. The rule I had about staying away from married men. This was the exception, after I got a load of her. I walked out having decided that I was going to have her husband.

So over the next couple of months we would go get coffee, or a bite to eat together as we worked late on our cases. I made sure I dressed a little sexier, wore heels a little higher, etc. Then as our schedules freed up he arranged to have me assigned to a case he was on. At that point it was only a matter of time.

That time came when we had to travel to a settlement conference on the West Coast. We were able to settle, and it was time to celebrate. I told him I'd meet him at the steakhouse near the hotel, and to get us a table as I needed to call sick Aunt to wish her a happy birthday (a little white lie ).

I walked in, and not just his but EVERY man's jaw dropped. Well, that's what happens when you're a pro sports cheerleader, all dolled-up wearing a "West Coast Leather" minidress and a pair of Louboutins as you strut through the restaurant. I played to his ego, praised him for being such a lovely person, and told him how joyful I was that we had the chance to go to a club together afterward.

We did so, and I really draped myself over him at said club, as a man with a shrew like his wife will die at being the envy of every man at a place like that. After a while I told him I had to use the restroom, and when I did so I removed my, well, you can guess. I then came back out and gave him the first kiss--a hot, deep, wet one right on the edge of the dance floor. He responded as I knew he would, and it was on.

We extended the trip a couple of days, and then came home. He got his affairs ( ) in order, and served his wife with divorce papers by the end of the week. We got married as soon as the divorce was final, and have full custody of the two kids since she's such a shrew and, you know, I'm a SAHM now!

So yeah, OP, in other words, your DD needs to get her s*** together.

So much BS in this little tale. Especially that this "catch" married you and now you're the SAHM. Can't turn a ho into a housewife.

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Come on let's be real here. A man who married a woman at size 0 isn't going to be happy that she's an 18 now. Yes there are chubby chasers out there but someone who married a woman at 0 probably isn't one of them. Just being realistic. If she was working and earning her own money and could support herself and children (with some child support), that would be a different story. But that's not what the OP described.

Exactly. Remember the cushy life that OP described:

Anonymous wrote:DDis a SAHM with two sweet little boys and a husband who has provided everything, home, clubs, cruises, cars etc. She has gone from size 0 to 18 in seven years and has a prickly personality that cost her several jobs.

Wow. SAHM, with not just a home and cars, but "clubs" and "cruises" as well. And she was a size zero and has gone up to 18 in just seven years?

That means OP's son-in-law has serious market value; he's loaded and a real catch.

I knew a guy in this kind of position. He was so brilliant, a star in our field, kindhearted, generous, and a wonderful father. And yes, he was very easy on the eyes . But he was married, and that was that.

Then his wife came to the firm's Christmas party, and I was absolutely shocked. She was much like what the OP describes her DD to be. Snide, rude, snobbish, and FAT. It was absolutely ludicrous to see how she acted, and how she treated everyone. But the way she treated ME was absolutely outrageous. I know as a, shall we say, "non-partner" you're not supposed to cross swords with a partner's spouse (never mind a partner). But when she denigrated my sideline job (I'm a pro sports team cheerleader), I looked her in the eye and told her there was no way I was going to stand for her treating me AND my friends in that area so dismissively, no matter WHAT the cost to my career. I then turned and walked out of the party.

He came in that Saturday (we both had litigation heading toward trial) and apologized to me for his wife. We got to talking, and I treated BOTH of them with compassion. That seemed to take him off-guard, and he told me all about how his wife had been in the sister sorority to his fraternity. He said she had been thin and lovely UNTIL they got married. He said he didn't know who she was, and that he was so grateful to me for being so forgiving and understanding, and how much he respected me.

Here's the thing. The rule I had about staying away from married men. This was the exception, after I got a load of her. I walked out having decided that I was going to have her husband.

So over the next couple of months we would go get coffee, or a bite to eat together as we worked late on our cases. I made sure I dressed a little sexier, wore heels a little higher, etc. Then as our schedules freed up he arranged to have me assigned to a case he was on. At that point it was only a matter of time.

That time came when we had to travel to a settlement conference on the West Coast. We were able to settle, and it was time to celebrate. I told him I'd meet him at the steakhouse near the hotel, and to get us a table as I needed to call sick Aunt to wish her a happy birthday (a little white lie ).

I walked in, and not just his but EVERY man's jaw dropped. Well, that's what happens when you're a pro sports cheerleader, all dolled-up wearing a "West Coast Leather" minidress and a pair of Louboutins as you strut through the restaurant. I played to his ego, praised him for being such a lovely person, and told him how joyful I was that we had the chance to go to a club together afterward.

We did so, and I really draped myself over him at said club, as a man with a shrew like his wife will die at being the envy of every man at a place like that. After a while I told him I had to use the restroom, and when I did so I removed my, well, you can guess. I then came back out and gave him the first kiss--a hot, deep, wet one right on the edge of the dance floor. He responded as I knew he would, and it was on.

We extended the trip a couple of days, and then came home. He got his affairs ( ) in order, and served his wife with divorce papers by the end of the week. We got married as soon as the divorce was final, and have full custody of the two kids since she's such a shrew and, you know, I'm a SAHM now!

So yeah, OP, in other words, your DD needs to get her s*** together.

So much BS in this little tale. Especially that this "catch" married you and now you're the SAHM. Can't turn a ho into a housewife.

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Come on let's be real here. A man who married a woman at size 0 isn't going to be happy that she's an 18 now. Yes there are chubby chasers out there but someone who married a woman at 0 probably isn't one of them. Just being realistic. If she was working and earning her own money and could support herself and children (with some child support), that would be a different story. But that's not what the OP described.

Exactly. Remember the cushy life that OP described:

Anonymous wrote:DDis a SAHM with two sweet little boys and a husband who has provided everything, home, clubs, cruises, cars etc. She has gone from size 0 to 18 in seven years and has a prickly personality that cost her several jobs.

Wow. SAHM, with not just a home and cars, but "clubs" and "cruises" as well. And she was a size zero and has gone up to 18 in just seven years?

That means OP's son-in-law has serious market value; he's loaded and a real catch.

I knew a guy in this kind of position. He was so brilliant, a star in our field, kindhearted, generous, and a wonderful father. And yes, he was very easy on the eyes . But he was married, and that was that.

Then his wife came to the firm's Christmas party, and I was absolutely shocked. She was much like what the OP describes her DD to be. Snide, rude, snobbish, and FAT. It was absolutely ludicrous to see how she acted, and how she treated everyone. But the way she treated ME was absolutely outrageous. I know as a, shall we say, "non-partner" you're not supposed to cross swords with a partner's spouse (never mind a partner). But when she denigrated my sideline job (I'm a pro sports team cheerleader), I looked her in the eye and told her there was no way I was going to stand for her treating me AND my friends in that area so dismissively, no matter WHAT the cost to my career. I then turned and walked out of the party.

He came in that Saturday (we both had litigation heading toward trial) and apologized to me for his wife. We got to talking, and I treated BOTH of them with compassion. That seemed to take him off-guard, and he told me all about how his wife had been in the sister sorority to his fraternity. He said she had been thin and lovely UNTIL they got married. He said he didn't know who she was, and that he was so grateful to me for being so forgiving and understanding, and how much he respected me.

Here's the thing. The rule I had about staying away from married men. This was the exception, after I got a load of her. I walked out having decided that I was going to have her husband.

So over the next couple of months we would go get coffee, or a bite to eat together as we worked late on our cases. I made sure I dressed a little sexier, wore heels a little higher, etc. Then as our schedules freed up he arranged to have me assigned to a case he was on. At that point it was only a matter of time.

That time came when we had to travel to a settlement conference on the West Coast. We were able to settle, and it was time to celebrate. I told him I'd meet him at the steakhouse near the hotel, and to get us a table as I needed to call sick Aunt to wish her a happy birthday (a little white lie ).

I walked in, and not just his but EVERY man's jaw dropped. Well, that's what happens when you're a pro sports cheerleader, all dolled-up wearing a "West Coast Leather" minidress and a pair of Louboutins as you strut through the restaurant. I played to his ego, praised him for being such a lovely person, and told him how joyful I was that we had the chance to go to a club together afterward.

We did so, and I really draped myself over him at said club, as a man with a shrew like his wife will die at being the envy of every man at a place like that. After a while I told him I had to use the restroom, and when I did so I removed my, well, you can guess. I then came back out and gave him the first kiss--a hot, deep, wet one right on the edge of the dance floor. He responded as I knew he would, and it was on.

We extended the trip a couple of days, and then came home. He got his affairs ( ) in order, and served his wife with divorce papers by the end of the week. We got married as soon as the divorce was final, and have full custody of the two kids since she's such a shrew and, you know, I'm a SAHM now!

So yeah, OP, in other words, your DD needs to get her s*** together.

Anonymous wrote:
Fwiw, I went from 4 to 16 in the past 5 years with fertility treatments and two pregnancies. I'm not happy about it, but it's not a 65-75 lb gain. I'm 5'2".

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Come on let's be real here. A man who married a woman at size 0 isn't going to be happy that she's an 18 now. Yes there are chubby chasers out there but someone who married a woman at 0 probably isn't one of them. Just being realistic. If she was working and earning her own money and could support herself and children (with some child support), that would be a different story. But that's not what the OP described.

Exactly. Remember the cushy life that OP described:

Anonymous wrote:DDis a SAHM with two sweet little boys and a husband who has provided everything, home, clubs, cruises, cars etc. She has gone from size 0 to 18 in seven years and has a prickly personality that cost her several jobs.

Wow. SAHM, with not just a home and cars, but "clubs" and "cruises" as well. And she was a size zero and has gone up to 18 in just seven years?

That means OP's son-in-law has serious market value; he's loaded and a real catch.

I knew a guy in this kind of position. He was so brilliant, a star in our field, kindhearted, generous, and a wonderful father. And yes, he was very easy on the eyes . But he was married, and that was that.

Then his wife came to the firm's Christmas party, and I was absolutely shocked. She was much like what the OP describes her DD to be. Snide, rude, snobbish, and FAT. It was absolutely ludicrous to see how she acted, and how she treated everyone. But the way she treated ME was absolutely outrageous. I know as a, shall we say, "non-partner" you're not supposed to cross swords with a partner's spouse (never mind a partner). But when she denigrated my sideline job (I'm a pro sports team cheerleader), I looked her in the eye and told her there was no way I was going to stand for her treating me AND my friends in that area so dismissively, no matter WHAT the cost to my career. I then turned and walked out of the party.

He came in that Saturday (we both had litigation heading toward trial) and apologized to me for his wife. We got to talking, and I treated BOTH of them with compassion. That seemed to take him off-guard, and he told me all about how his wife had been in the sister sorority to his fraternity. He said she had been thin and lovely UNTIL they got married. He said he didn't know who she was, and that he was so grateful to me for being so forgiving and understanding, and how much he respected me.

Here's the thing. The rule I had about staying away from married men. This was the exception, after I got a load of her. I walked out having decided that I was going to have her husband.

So over the next couple of months we would go get coffee, or a bite to eat together as we worked late on our cases. I made sure I dressed a little sexier, wore heels a little higher, etc. Then as our schedules freed up he arranged to have me assigned to a case he was on. At that point it was only a matter of time.

That time came when we had to travel to a settlement conference on the West Coast. We were able to settle, and it was time to celebrate. I told him I'd meet him at the steakhouse near the hotel, and to get us a table as I needed to call sick Aunt to wish her a happy birthday (a little white lie ).

I walked in, and not just his but EVERY man's jaw dropped. Well, that's what happens when you're a pro sports cheerleader, all dolled-up wearing a "West Coast Leather" minidress and a pair of Louboutins as you strut through the restaurant. I played to his ego, praised him for being such a lovely person, and told him how joyful I was that we had the chance to go to a club together afterward.

We did so, and I really draped myself over him at said club, as a man with a shrew like his wife will die at being the envy of every man at a place like that. After a while I told him I had to use the restroom, and when I did so I removed my, well, you can guess. I then came back out and gave him the first kiss--a hot, deep, wet one right on the edge of the dance floor. He responded as I knew he would, and it was on.

We extended the trip a couple of days, and then came home. He got his affairs ( ) in order, and served his wife with divorce papers by the end of the week. We got married as soon as the divorce was final, and have full custody of the two kids since she's such a shrew and, you know, I'm a SAHM now!

So yeah, OP, in other words, your DD needs to get her s*** together.

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Come on let's be real here. A man who married a woman at size 0 isn't going to be happy that she's an 18 now. Yes there are chubby chasers out there but someone who married a woman at 0 probably isn't one of them. Just being realistic. If she was working and earning her own money and could support herself and children (with some child support), that would be a different story. But that's not what the OP described.

Exactly. Remember the cushy life that OP described:

Anonymous wrote:DDis a SAHM with two sweet little boys and a husband who has provided everything, home, clubs, cruises, cars etc. She has gone from size 0 to 18 in seven years and has a prickly personality that cost her several jobs.

Wow. SAHM, with not just a home and cars, but "clubs" and "cruises" as well. And she was a size zero and has gone up to 18 in just seven years?

That means OP's son-in-law has serious market value; he's loaded and a real catch.

I knew a guy in this kind of position. He was so brilliant, a star in our field, kindhearted, generous, and a wonderful father. And yes, he was very easy on the eyes . But he was married, and that was that.

Then his wife came to the firm's Christmas party, and I was absolutely shocked. She was much like what the OP describes her DD to be. Snide, rude, snobbish, and FAT. It was absolutely ludicrous to see how she acted, and how she treated everyone. But the way she treated ME was absolutely outrageous. I know as a, shall we say, "non-partner" you're not supposed to cross swords with a partner's spouse (never mind a partner). But when she denigrated my sideline job (I'm a pro sports team cheerleader), I looked her in the eye and told her there was no way I was going to stand for her treating me AND my friends in that area so dismissively, no matter WHAT the cost to my career. I then turned and walked out of the party.

He came in that Saturday (we both had litigation heading toward trial) and apologized to me for his wife. We got to talking, and I treated BOTH of them with compassion. That seemed to take him off-guard, and he told me all about how his wife had been in the sister sorority to his fraternity. He said she had been thin and lovely UNTIL they got married. He said he didn't know who she was, and that he was so grateful to me for being so forgiving and understanding, and how much he respected me.

Here's the thing. The rule I had about staying away from married men. This was the exception, after I got a load of her. I walked out having decided that I was going to have her husband.

So over the next couple of months we would go get coffee, or a bite to eat together as we worked late on our cases. I made sure I dressed a little sexier, wore heels a little higher, etc. Then as our schedules freed up he arranged to have me assigned to a case he was on. At that point it was only a matter of time.

That time came when we had to travel to a settlement conference on the West Coast. We were able to settle, and it was time to celebrate. I told him I'd meet him at the steakhouse near the hotel, and to get us a table as I needed to call sick Aunt to wish her a happy birthday (a little white lie ).

I walked in, and not just his but EVERY man's jaw dropped. Well, that's what happens when you're a pro sports cheerleader, all dolled-up wearing a "West Coast Leather" minidress and a pair of Louboutins as you strut through the restaurant. I played to his ego, praised him for being such a lovely person, and told him how joyful I was that we had the chance to go to a club together afterward.

We did so, and I really draped myself over him at said club, as a man with a shrew like his wife will die at being the envy of every man at a place like that. After a while I told him I had to use the restroom, and when I did so I removed my, well, you can guess. I then came back out and gave him the first kiss--a hot, deep, wet one right on the edge of the dance floor. He responded as I knew he would, and it was on.

We extended the trip a couple of days, and then came home. He got his affairs ( ) in order, and served his wife with divorce papers by the end of the week. We got married as soon as the divorce was final, and have full custody of the two kids since she's such a shrew and, you know, I'm a SAHM now!

So yeah, OP, in other words, your DD needs to get her s*** together.

Looks like someone's been watching a little too much Lifetime: Television for Women. Lol!

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Come on let's be real here. A man who married a woman at size 0 isn't going to be happy that she's an 18 now. Yes there are chubby chasers out there but someone who married a woman at 0 probably isn't one of them. Just being realistic. If she was working and earning her own money and could support herself and children (with some child support), that would be a different story. But that's not what the OP described.

Exactly. Remember the cushy life that OP described:

Anonymous wrote:DDis a SAHM with two sweet little boys and a husband who has provided everything, home, clubs, cruises, cars etc. She has gone from size 0 to 18 in seven years and has a prickly personality that cost her several jobs.

Wow. SAHM, with not just a home and cars, but "clubs" and "cruises" as well. And she was a size zero and has gone up to 18 in just seven years?

That means OP's son-in-law has serious market value; he's loaded and a real catch.

I knew a guy in this kind of position. He was so brilliant, a star in our field, kindhearted, generous, and a wonderful father. And yes, he was very easy on the eyes . But he was married, and that was that.

Then his wife came to the firm's Christmas party, and I was absolutely shocked. She was much like what the OP describes her DD to be. Snide, rude, snobbish, and FAT. It was absolutely ludicrous to see how she acted, and how she treated everyone. But the way she treated ME was absolutely outrageous. I know as a, shall we say, "non-partner" you're not supposed to cross swords with a partner's spouse (never mind a partner). But when she denigrated my sideline job (I'm a pro sports team cheerleader), I looked her in the eye and told her there was no way I was going to stand for her treating me AND my friends in that area so dismissively, no matter WHAT the cost to my career. I then turned and walked out of the party.

He came in that Saturday (we both had litigation heading toward trial) and apologized to me for his wife. We got to talking, and I treated BOTH of them with compassion. That seemed to take him off-guard, and he told me all about how his wife had been in the sister sorority to his fraternity. He said she had been thin and lovely UNTIL they got married. He said he didn't know who she was, and that he was so grateful to me for being so forgiving and understanding, and how much he respected me.

Here's the thing. The rule I had about staying away from married men. This was the exception, after I got a load of her. I walked out having decided that I was going to have her husband.

So over the next couple of months we would go get coffee, or a bite to eat together as we worked late on our cases. I made sure I dressed a little sexier, wore heels a little higher, etc. Then as our schedules freed up he arranged to have me assigned to a case he was on. At that point it was only a matter of time.

That time came when we had to travel to a settlement conference on the West Coast. We were able to settle, and it was time to celebrate. I told him I'd meet him at the steakhouse near the hotel, and to get us a table as I needed to call sick Aunt to wish her a happy birthday (a little white lie ).

I walked in, and not just his but EVERY man's jaw dropped. Well, that's what happens when you're a pro sports cheerleader, all dolled-up wearing a "West Coast Leather" minidress and a pair of Louboutins as you strut through the restaurant. I played to his ego, praised him for being such a lovely person, and told him how joyful I was that we had the chance to go to a club together afterward.

We did so, and I really draped myself over him at said club, as a man with a shrew like his wife will die at being the envy of every man at a place like that. After a while I told him I had to use the restroom, and when I did so I removed my, well, you can guess. I then came back out and gave him the first kiss--a hot, deep, wet one right on the edge of the dance floor. He responded as I knew he would, and it was on.

We extended the trip a couple of days, and then came home. He got his affairs ( ) in order, and served his wife with divorce papers by the end of the week. We got married as soon as the divorce was final, and have full custody of the two kids since she's such a shrew and, you know, I'm a SAHM now!

So yeah, OP, in other words, your DD needs to get her s*** together.

Looks like someone's been watching a little too much Lifetime: Television for Women. Lol!

Anonymous wrote:OP, your concern is valid. She is a SAHM who has a husband providing her everything she needs and wants, it's important to look after herself so she can be healthy and energetic for herself and her family. Size 18 isn't doing her or family any favor, also the practical reality of life is we must pull our own weight (literally in this case) and not make the relationship so one sided. Obese, foul tempered and divorced is not a good scenario for someone who hasn't worked in years. I hope she listens to you.

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:I've ran into this with my sister and there's nothing you can do. If she were anorexic instead of obese, you'd have an intervention and put them in a treatment center. Obese just gets treated more as a lifestyle thing and we that we should accept it. I believe they're just two sides to the same coin and both are just as unhealthy (although anorexia is immediately more life threatening).

I've never considered this perspective, and I agree. Both will kill you, why not approach obesity with the same level of concern?

We use interventions for anorexics and addicts because anorexia and addiction are diseases where denial is a huge element of the disease process. Conversely, most people who are obese are well aware that they have a problem and that they are unhealthy. It's not necessary to "confront" an obese person and convince that person that she has a problem. 99% of the time, she knows that.