Fat Pants

I just have to share a personal triumph with y'all, so here goes: Last night I was laying out my clothes for the morning and decided that, since I've dropped a few pounds lately, I'd try to wear some of my pre-marriage pants, namely my pre-marriage fat pants. (Yes, I mark weight from before and after marriage...the baby weight came off pretty quick, but the happily married weight has been more stubborn!) So, this morning when my cute little alarm clock started shouting "Moo!" and "Bubbles!" and making other general "I'm awake, let's play," noises, I rolled out of bed and went to get dressed as quietly as I could so as not to wake the late-working Mr. PL.

The punchline: my old fat pants are too big. Unwearably too big, in fact. I had to stealthily try to extract some old less-fat pants from the closet just to get dressed.

Woo!