I love to wear pajama pants. I am the Mr. Rogers of pajamas. I change out of them on the way out of the door, and right back into them as I step back in. Well, since I wear them for over 2/3's of my life (figure I am at work maybe 8 or so hours a day during the week, sometimes more, but not at all on the weekend), the TWO pair I have are so ratty and pretty gross. But one pair is Hello Kitty, and the other are lobsters. Awesome. Anyway, Mr. P asked me if maybe I should throw the old pants away. My reply was that I would only throw away pants if provided appropriate replacement pants.
So, on Christmas Eve evening, I get presented with a present. (That was an awesomely redundant sentence.) The present was a pair of very cute navy blue with snowflake pajama pants, flannely and snuggly. XXL.
THEY. DID. NOT. FIT.
So I am kind of embarrassed, and kind of furious at myself for letting it go this long, and kind of sad that I am so. so. fat. that I can not fit into XXL pants. That is TWO extras. EXTRA EXTRA fat pants. Not fitting. So, I am in the laundry room for a few minutes and Mr. P comes to check on me. I tell him in my most pitiful whining sad voice, "they don't fit ". (Did you get by the small font that I said it in a quiet little voice?) And his response, in his most sincere, apologetic voice,
"But, I bought the biggest size that Target had".
So, without any malice, Mr. P pushed me over the fat edge. I have spent the last several days getting used to the idea of getting back on Weight Watchers. We went and bought good, healthy groceries. I have loaded my iPod with my songs, gotten a new Nike +, and gotten it sync'ed up. I am ready to go. I am usually pretty decent with losing weight, I am not so good at dealing with myself once the weight is gone. I need to be healthy, I want to be healthy, so that means I am going to finally have to deal with that final piece...the mental aspect of what the weight represents to me. I am hoping I can work some of it out with the blog, but it might be time to deal with the other demons. Thanks for bearing with me, I leave you with my oh, so awesome, playlist:
Gives You Hell The All-American Rejects
Shine Anna Nalick
Girlfriend Avril Lavigne
Calling You Blue October
Womanizer Britney Spears
Hello (American Idol Performance) David Cook
I Don't Care (Single Version) Fall Out Boy
I Don't Wanna Be In Love (Dance Floor Anthem) Good Charlotte
I'm Yours Jason Mraz
Won't Go Home Without You Maroon 5
Shattered (Turn the Car Around) O.A.R.
My Friends Over You A New Found Glory
Buttons The Pussycat Dolls
Steady As She Goes The Raconteurs
Kiss Me Sixpence None The Richer
Let Me Be Myself 3 Doors Down
World Spins Madly On The Weepies
Love Story Taylor Swift
Fall for You Secondhand Serenade
Chocolate Snow Patrol
This is my 93rd post. I feel like I have to do something spectacular for 100 like they do with television shows. Ideas?