Spring is a time of renewal, when things that have withered away during the winter begin to bloom once again. For the first time in a very long time I am happy that Spring is here. I used to dread the change in the seasons because it meant that I would be subjected to seeing all the skinny biotches flaunting their toned bodies in pretty sun dresses, capris, shorts, and skirts. While I, on the other hand, was still subjected to wearing my dark clothes, mainly pants and long sleeved shirts (even in the 110 degree Texas summers), that I felt I had to endure because nothing else looked halfway decent on my 324 pound frame. Since RNY I have lost enough weight to enjoy dressing up in sun dresses, capris, and shorts... and I think Iook pretty nice if I do say so myself. I have spent a ridiculous amount of money buying new clothes, that I know will be too big in a few months. However, to see my husband stare at me the way he did when we first met (before the drastic weight gain), to have my students compliment me on how "nice I look", and my children to say that "their mommy looks GOOOD!" was worth every penny. For the first time in about 8 years I am embracing Spring and am stepping out in the bright sunshine, wearing some high heel sandals (haven't done that in forever), flaunting my size 16 with my head held higher than any skinny biotch I pass!