I don't know what we ate last night but Dickidoo and I were full of gas by bedtime. I demurely tried to hold mine in or at least disguise them behind a cough but after enduring Dickidoo's unabashed barrage of flatulence for a good part of the night I thought 'well what the heck!' and I let 'em rip! It sounded like an Arnold Swartzenegger movie for the rest of the night. Thank goodness for the little fan that kept the fumes blowing out the open window. (blow, little fan, blow!)
My head ache is gone. Any connection to the midnight fumigation is purely speculative but none the less appreciated.
I was able to squeeze into my size 11 petite Faded Glory jeans this morning. Its been about 2 years since I last fastened that top button. My Michelin love-handles might be hanging over just a little bit more than normal, and I did have to wear slip-on shoes instead of anything I would have had to bend over to tie, and I may have stretched the seams of said size 11 petite Faded Glory jeans to the limits... but dang it, I got the zipper up, fastened the button and was able to breath without the aid of a ventilator for the duration of my 4 hour shift! (I suspect the reduction of natural gases during the night may have something to do with my slight decrease of fluffiness.)
My belly button is mad at me. It was completely compressed in to a vertical wrinkle and forced into the tight confines of my jeans for the entire day and now it won't come out even though I have released the button and am sitting with my zipper undone. My lungs are once again filled to capacity and the blood had resumed circulation in the lower half of my body. My love handles are rejoicing, but not my navel. It is pouting and refuses to show itself. Or maybe it was squeezed together for so long that its stuck shut. Oh well, its not like its important or anything. It just sits around and collects lint. I can live without my belly button.
Especially if it means that I can once again wear my size 11 petite Faded Glory jeans!
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6 comments:
WTG on the weight loss(or inches):)
Deb
Size 11 is great! I hit menopause and it hit back hard...instantly gained forty pounds. I keep looking for "the" diet, oh well eventually. Maybe releasing pressure is the way to go...LOL...Sandi
Congrats! How did you do it??? You must share any weight loss secrets as I am failing miserabley.... :( pouty face... If it is a coffee diet... I think I am already doing that... dang
be well,
Dawn
it sure sounded like fun in your house last night and smelly. LOL. Happy you got your jeans on again.
lol.. i'm somewhere down there with Sandi... gotta love menapause!... I didn't gain 40 lbs nor can i fit in the clothes I did at 54 yrs old! so.. there you have it. so go ahead... rub it in that you got in size 11... (smarty pants!)
HAHAHAHAHA
that sounds like me Jo trying to get into some of my clothes
ROFLMAO!
~CM ~
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