Interesting, My Husband

The good and the bad

I haven’t been able to fit into any pre-pregnancy pants except those that have elastic waistbands.

Brian and I started working out at the gym a couple of weeks ago and trying to eat more healthily.

Because Alex decided to puke on me the other night, my fave black pants, were in the wash and out of commission.

It came time to get ready for church and I realized I had no pants options left. I was scared. I went to try on my “fat” jeans. The jeans that I couldn’t pull up past my thighs when I tried them on last.

I was fearful. I shut myself into my closet and put one foot in. Then the other foot  and pulled, praying for a miracle. Let these jeans please fit me Lord!

They fit, praise God!

Then came time to pull up the zipper. With a lot of hard work, I got it closed. I realized that maybe, if I put on my tummy shaper undergarment, it would work better to my advantage. I took off the jeans and poured myself into the black, tight spandex. I put the jeans back on and the zipping was a much easier task.  Then I went to walk and I looked kind of like a penguin. I needed to do the sit test. I sat on the side of the bed and decided to never try that again.

I took the jeans off, peeled off my tummy shaper and was quite discouraged.

Then, a glimmer of hope. I had an idea and it was brilliant…..

I put on a pair of Brian’s jeans and was pleasantly surprised that they fit and didn’t look to bad either.

So not only was I wearing my husband’s Eagles shirt (the Eagles that let us down in the NFC Championship game. They came so very close.) but also his jeans.

I told him good news, I can fit in my jeans. Bad news, I can’t sit down in them. Good news, your jeans fit me. To which he replied, “YOU’RE WEARING MY JEANS!”

Sharing is caring right 🙂

Oh and I got several compliments from friends at church on my “new” jeans!

Now I just have to keep up the good work, I’ll be back in MY jeans before I know it. Until then, I know I have a great alternative!



So the latest crazy dream I had was based upon getting an “old school” picture commented in my myspace of me and my boyfriend Adam (who is in the band Lucky Boys Confusion, if you ever heard of them) in 8th grade, visiting the private christian school brianna will be attending, talking about brian’s college room mate pat (who hated me immensely), and reading a chlex fanfiction featuring vampires and “claiming” ….

I was at a concert with Brian and looked over to see that pat and josh were there and thought, oh no, here we go. I hope Pat and I can be civil to one another. Then the band announced that they wanted certain people on stage, Brian was one of them. I saw Ann-Morgan and Cheryl from church heading down also. I turn to my right and see Adam and think no way. I go over and say hello to him and somehow we end up kissing. I then say, what was that and then immediately start freaking out and turn around to see Brian. He didn’t see it, but felt it (the whole vampire thing) and I knew I was in trouble as I watched him coming for me and I thought he is going to kill me, literally. I turn to Pat and he says lets go. So Pat and I start running and somehow when we get out of the concert hall we are in the school. I say I have to get my kids, Brian is going to kill us. We are running all over trying to lose Brian in the chase. I get to the classroom and my kids are a boy and girl. Pat grabs them and we take off for the elevator. Two other kids follow us in and I’m freaking out because Brian is almost to the elevator and the kids keep putting their hands in the door so it won’t close as I’m furiously hitting the “close door” button. I finally get them out of the way and it closes just in time. We go down and I push the stop button so we are in between floors, then we alternate going up and down. Finally we go down all the way and make a run for it. We get out to the parking lot and Pat hands one kid to me as we are looking behind us to see Brian hot on our trail. Pat happens to have my keys and my wallet. We put the kids in the car and he gets in the driver seat (the parking lot is very much like we are at an airport by the way) and he pulls out and there is Brian in the middle of the street with four baseball bats. Pat drives by him hitting him. And we go to this booth, like we are paying to get out of the parking lot, but it’s these 4 black guys sitting there talking and the one who is supposed to deal with us is playing the lottery. I’m yelling at him to stop scratching the lottery ticket because someone is after us and then the whole side of the building blows off and Brian is standing there. I get out of the car and go to fight him..

Then I woke up…


My dream….

My Mom and I were doing something, not sure exactly what but it must have been a big event because the parking lot was full. We looked forever and forever for the van but could not find it. My Mom went to get security and Brianna was with me, not sure where Katie was. I somehow stumbled upon a man at a desk in a small office with ziplock bags full of pictures. I recognized Brianna in one of the pictures and realized that the bags of pictures were mine and they had been in my van. Then realized that the man had taken my stuff out of my van and had sold the van. I freaked out on him and started yelling obsenities at him. He started to try to attack me and I was fearful for Brianna and I’s safety. I had two choices in front of me a pair of scissors or a pencil. I chose the pencil and started stabbing him repeatedly with it as Brianna watched.

I woke up to Brianna poking me…. It was 2:15am and she had wet the bed..