I so have to thank Elinor Dashwood of Mommentary for coming to our defense, but my blog about how we must look like the Two Fat Ladies was meant to be humourous.
Elinor writes:
What brings this on is a comment posted on Moss Place in response to Pansy’s concern that readers who noted their interest in recipes might think they were “two huge women who can fit into nothing but muumuus and who sit at the computer all day because entry out the front door is almost impossible.” In other words, it’s a slight variation on the quintessential wifely anxiety, or “Does this blog make me look fat?” Why should they care if it does? They have families, friends, responsibilities – why do they care if somebody out in cyberspace gets a mistaken impression about their appearance? Why would they care if that same hypothetical reader approved of their appearance or not? They write a damn fine blog – anyone who imagines that his opinion of their looks makes a dime’s worth of difference one way or the other should dry up. I’ve no time for those Catholic men – and there are some – who profess to admire a woman’s character, purity, generosity, and goodness, and also think it would be great if she had a hot bod. Stuff it, turkeys.
When people meet me, they find it funny that one of my favourite subjects is food, and Peony and I laugh because it is something we had in common. I apologise if it seemed a show of insecurity. It really was just a chuckle on how much the Two Sleepy Mommies love things food.