So last night, after a sweat inducing Yoga Booty Ballet workout, another FG and I decided to do dinner out at TGIFriday's
(On a side note I have to explain why TGIFriday's. I saw my PCP yesterday cause they're thinking I'm anemic after having some god forsaken womanly issues that could be considered a crime scene by some... I digress...)
So a friend of the family told me I looked pale... why yes, I am normally a pale person, so my reply to this was...your point? She commented I look paler than normal...I told her it's probably because I'm hitting vampire status with the lack of blood flow going through my body...
So the doctor yesterday comments the same thing... and then proceeds to send me for blood work to rule out any issues...
Woah, wait...blood work? You just told me I was pale...do I have enough blood to give? Am I going to bleed out??
Needless to say, I was dizzy while giving the blood but didnt bruise post "donation" like I normally do.... cause I'm down about 3 quarts or so!!!
Anyways, the doctor told me to eat lots of rare red meat this week to help boost my iron counts...
TWIST MY ARM!! I love meat RARE!!
So, back to the TGIFriday's adventure...
Yes, we could have gone to Longhorn, Texas Roadhouse, whatever but we chose TGIFriday's...
BIG MISTAKE!!
First, they tried to stick two FG's in a booth like table. I know I hide my fatness well (BULL) but honestly...the skinny bitch who sat us didnt realize that I can't just push it aside...
Fortunately, the table was able to move and be adjusted to fit boobs, fat rolls, etc etc...
Then the skinny bitch waitress comes over and looks at me like I have 6 heads when I ask for a gluten free menu...
My internal dialogue starts
Yes, I'm fat... No, I know that gluten free does not = healthy but I can't eat gluten or I'll get sick so can you please just get me the fuckin menu before I explode??
I order a steak... when she asks how I like it, I said...and I quote...
"RARE - slap it on the grill to cook the outside and bring it out"
Another 3-headed look...
Ok, seriously enough of that. I'm hungry, I need Iron and I'm a FG
Don't look at me funny cause you don't like your meat cooked that way.
Fortunately, the people in the kitchen understood my "vampire" needs and were willing to lightly grill the outside
The joys of a fat girl...
