I am not the type to starve myself, and I have not found a way to cram working out into my routine yet. So the last 10 lbs from my second pregnancy are relentlessly hanging on.
Thanks to this extra baggage, my jeans are snug. I refuse to buy new jeans, as I hope to fit into my old jeans...sooner or later. In the meantime, I have become quite fond of my sweatpants.
The other day while sporting my capri sweats, hubby said to me: "Again with the sweatpants?"
Me: "What? I'm comfortable."
Hubby: "You know the message you're sending out to the world with these sweatpants? You're telling the world, 'I give up. I can't compete in normal society. I'm miserable, so I might as well be comfortable.'"
Damn skippy. Just call me George.
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I was just talking about this episode of Seinfeld to Hubby last night. Seriously!!
i enjoy being fat and happy. seriously. maybe that's why i'm not skinny...
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