Why oh why is the moon not made of cheese? It's probably better that it isn't cause I'd be booking a ticket to the moon just to take a bite. Why is it if a man has a few extra pounds on him, he's fluffy, plump, round, chubby, ect. Now if a female has a few extra pounds added to her, all hell breaks loose. You'd think she hit the six o'clock news. It seems everyone has to comment on it and I'm not talking about people being subtle. You don't hear "oh, she's fluffy, plump or chubby". People go straight for the "Damn she's fat", or "Oh, that fat chick". Now children can be pleasantly plump or cherub, and a man can be big and cuddley. But with women there's a whole different guideline. There is no in between there is either skinny or fat. Most women struggle with their weight their whole lifes. We are either keeping track of every morsel of food that goes into our mouths or we are binge eating and feeling guilty and depressed later. Every New Years Eve we make our resolutions and promise that this year we will diet and eat healthy and lose those extra pounds we've been carrying around. Then somewhere around March we lose interest or we get burnt out. We dive into that chocolate cake that we've been depriving ourselves of and with each bite the echo of the word "fat" doesn't seem to cut as deeply as before. Then the guilt starts to set in with the thought of summer, bikini's, and skimpy clothes. And there we are again making promises and sometimes even a few threats that we are definetly going to start eating better, excercising, and lose weight. So there we are again sweating at the gym and eating rabbit food. And what do you know here it comes around the corner Halloween, Thanksgiving, and Christmas. Let the feasting begin. Now I know I really don't need to tell you what happens from there. But hell at least you've got New Years to look forward to and the not so new New Year's resolution.