Michelle's Journal (7/3/26) (Patreon)

Dear Journal:

Tomorrow may be the 4th of July, but I don’t feel much like celebrating. 

First of all, it’s been the sister show around here lately.  “Hooray! Jessie passed her driver’s test!” (Never mind that it took her months to even take it.)  “Hooray! Jessie got a new job!” (“Nice to see somebody working,” Dad said, giving me the stink eye.)  “Hooray!  Jessie’s lost weight!”  (So, she’s slimmed from Death Fat to Super Fat.  Big deal.)   

To make matters worse, I got invited to the lake with friends, most of whom I haven’t seen since graduation, but Dad insisted I stay home.  Apparently, his co-workers are coming over, and he wants to “show off his girls.”  I think what he really wants to show off is his grill.  So instead of jet skiing around Lake Tawakoni and watching the giant county fireworks display, I’ll be lighting sparklers with rugrats while Dad swills beer and swaps boring work stories.

I pissed and moaned about it, but I must admit a small part of me was relieved.  My ass has exploded like a firecracker the last few weeks, and my bikini barely covers it.  I’m fine wearing it around my lard ass sister, but friends?  Uh, no.  I should’ve gotten a new bathing suit when I went clothes shopping with Mom a few weeks back, but showing up at the lake in a size 12 would’ve been almost as mortifying as my bare ass bouncing around on a jet ski.

At least Dad’s cooking out tomorrow.  I’ve been craving a burger.

--Michelle