Skinny b@%$h ...

...and proud of it.
Around my group of friends I'm known as the skinny b@&%h and I'm okay with that. I've always been this way and I doubt it's ever going to change.
My metabolism is extremely fast and what I eat just doesn't want to stick to me.
I gained wait while I was pregnant, but as soon as the babies were born...I was back to my normal 108 lbs.
That number hasn't changed since my freshman year of high school (except when I was pregnant, of course).
Trust me bloggie friends, I do eat. I love to eat. I don't deny myself anything. But I also eat quite healthy and don't eat very large portions.
I've always been that way. My Mom is thin, her mother (my Nana) was thin, so it's in my genes.
I have a hard time letting others do things for me. I am always in motion, always multi-tasking. I'm always worrying about someone or something. My life is go, go, go, just like a lot of you.
So if you see me on the street, it's okay to yell out "Hey skinny b@&%h!" I won't be offended, that's just how I roll.