The issue here is not really that the dog jumped on the back of my pants and got them muddy. The issue is that this pair of pants is one of my two pairs that actually fit and it would be a shame for them to get ruined. I like to call them "my uniform". I have had these pants for at least 4 years now. I got them at Kohl's... Daisy Fuente's cargo pants. I love them. They have seen me through the first few months of my pregnancy with GG and then once she was born and I lost some of the weight, I have not taken them off. They are slightly stained and some what thrashed and I just sewed a button on them yesterday so I could finally take off the safety pin that was holding them on. It is not that I don't have other clothes. I have tons of really nice things, beautiful dresses and tons of slacks with button down shirts...they just don't fit right now and haven't really fit for a while, hence, my uniform that you see me in all the time and my current devotion to Nutrisystem. My goal is to fit into all those nice clothes that have been hanging in my closet so that I don't have to buy more...which I refuse to do anyway. My husband in his brilliance suggests that I just have an assortment of sizes so when I am up a bit, I have things that fit and when I am down...voila..more clothes that fit. I can't do it. Maybe it is a woman thing but I can't buy the bigger size since I KNOW at some point I will reach my goal and wear all of the clothes that I already have even though it has been years since I have worn some of them. Sick thinking, I know but I will show him...someday.
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