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I pulled on a pair of jeans because it is actually nice enough outside to wear them instead of the usual shorts. They were a bit snug (as in muffin top to the extreme) so I went to grab my "fat jeans."
Turns out I WAS wearing my fat jeans.
Oh, the horror!!!
I blame my bum ankle.
And the two donuts I had today.
And my friends who decided to pay me for dog sitting services with delicious chocolate.
And maybe the fact that I go through a carton of ice cream every week. BY MYSELF.
So thankful I still have a few months before The Hubby gets home. We promised each other we would be swimsuit ready, even though he'll be back in the dead of winter.