It is, however, mildly annoying to have to continually hike your pants up, especially being cautious of those moments when you bend over. I would hate to have any part of my backside greet the eyes of others.
Today, as I stood in my closet, frustrated, trying to figure out what to do to keep those pants in place, it suddenly hit me.
A belt. Duh.
In my defense, when it seems that you've been pregnant or recovering from being pregnant since the year 2000 and your belts haven't seen the light of day since that time, it seems forgivable to forget.
Because up to this point, the pounds of chocolate have helped hold my pants up rather nicely, thank you very much.
i know exactly what you mean! i hadn't worn a belt since 2000 either. amazing how that works:0)
ReplyDeleteI can loan you one. I've got a whole stash in my closet just waiting for the chance to be worn again. In fact I've begun to l---, give them to my dd. Congratulations! That is something to be proud of! Should I tell my husband to work more overtime so that I can lose weight?? hmmmm
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