For as long as I can remember, I have gained weight every winter. I usually lose it in the spring and summer, but once it starts to cool off, I pack on the pounds.
A few nights ago I asked my husband Jesse, “How much weight can I gain before you stop loving me?”
“I won’t stop loving you, Connie.”
“You sure?” I asked. “It’s getting pretty bad.”
“I’m sure.”
“We have months to go before it’s warm again.”
“I’m sure.”
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And of course he won’t stop loving me and I won’t stop loving him.
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When you are lucky enough to love — and be loved — unconditionally, it’s unnecessary to spend even one second publicly complaining.
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Jesse and I are headed to Tuesdays@9 so I only had a few minutes to write a shorty tonight. Thanks for reading a blog post I will resist calling “Fatty’s Shorty.”
-Connie
P.S. The photo is from the holiday show at Tuesdays@9 Chicago when I played Santa. No padding needed for my costume!
P.P.S. I couldn’t resist.
Constance Kuntz 
Cute sense of humour. I like people who can make fun of themselves. BUT, you shouldn’t make it a habit as ‘foes’ who may have some gain in poking fun at you, will do it behind your back.
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I love real-life romantic stories. His love for you is deeper than skin. Thank you for sharing your sweet story!
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I’m with Jesse.
Ain’t no mountain high enough….
Ain’t no carbo load big enough 🎶
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