seriously, what do they know anyway?

The other day, jr and I were out driving somewhere and out of the blue, he says:

"Drummer and I were talking (before he left for his summer gig) about your weight gain."

My thoughts--??? talking about my weight gain???

"We both knew that you've been pretty upset about your weight and your inability to drop that extra weight."

My thoughts--yeh, so what about it?

"Drummer said he thought you were just having an issue realizing that you're a gramma now and gramma's bodies are supposed to be different than young mom's bodies--more body to snuggle up to the grandbabies."

My thoughts--too jumbled to print...