Tight Pants

I am sorry that I have been so horrible about updating my Blog. The simple truth is that I am sleeping. I am tired all the time and have been going to bed at 8 every night. However I have a funny story from this weekend that I just think I should share.

I have posted in the past about how I only do laundry once a month. So guess what this weekend was? Yep laundry weekend and I had no less than 15 loads of laundry to do. My sweet mother came to the rescue on Sunday to help me finish it all. At the same time she cursed me saying "Tracy I raised you better than this". So Sunday morning Chris and I needed to go out and run some errands to get ready for our vacation this week. I had just put 12 pairs of jeans in the washer and knew there was no way hey would be done in time to leave the house. So back to the closet I went in search of some pants. I was lucky enough to find a pair of jeans from about 4 years ago. I remembered that I quit wearing them because they were too big and were always falling off me. With that in mind I figured they should fit just right by now. So after a little pulling and tugging I got the jeans on and let out a sigh as I thought wow these still fit. They were a little tight but I figured after I had them on for a little while they would loosen up a little. So off Chris and I go to do errands. My first clue that these jeans were too tight should have been when I was trying to climb into Chris's car and felt a little discomfort. So on goes the day and I am getting more and more miserable. These damn things just won't give at all. Chris finally mentions getting some lunch and I tell him a can't. I say that my jeans are so tight that there is no possible way I could eat a single morsel of food. Then I quickly unbutton and unzip them and let out a huge sigh of relief. Chris looks at me and says "I think it is in the best interest of our un-born child to get you home and burn those jeans". I thought that was a great idea. On the way home I tell Chris I was just happy that they still fit. Chris says "Define fit honey because those things DO NOT fit you in any way." So I reply with.... "I am just surprised that I could still squeezed my fat ass in the things" Chris says.... "That's more like it". I love an honest man.