Does this make any sense to you?
Okay, so the other day when I went shopping by myself I was able to buy all three pair of pants in size 8. AND they had some extra room in them. I was one happy shopper and was feeling pretty good about myself.
Why, then, do I think that I now have an excuse for being able to sit down and eat almost half a can of Hershey's syrup--right from the can?
I guess I'm thinking it's some sort of reward. For fitting into a certain pair of pants. Yeah, that makes total sense!
(And, oh also...yesterday I almost chased down an Icee truck on the highway. I was on my way to Costco to get Delaney some new contacts and I about had a conniption fit when I saw the truck. An ENTIRE truck devoted to Icees. How much better could it get? I even tried to take a picture of it--to share my excitement with all of you--but I only had my camera phone with me. Lesson Learned: Take my camera with me at all times. You never know when a "blog moment" may occur. And oh yeah...I got the Icee I wanted yesterday afternoon. Strawberry...yummm!)
Going now to see if the size 8s still fit!