Tuesday, July 21, 2009

So You Think You Can Dance, Dorkfish?

Lately, I've been working on my fat ass girly figure since I can no longer blame the extra twenty twenty pounds I've been carrying around as 'baby weight'. The 'baby' is over three years old.

Ahem.

So I tried on a pair of pants this morning that I've been hoarding in my closet for a few months (years) and I modeled them for two of my neighbors who insisted not only did the fit well, they made my butt look "AH Mazing!" (Exact words there, people.) They did add that a nice 'flowing shirt' would 'soften the waistline' which I think means 'hide your muffin top'.

When Steve got home, I squeezed slid back into them to show him my minor achievement. His reaction? A sly smirk and then, "Those neighbors aren't your friends."



But don't worry, I played dumb when he insisted that our gas bill was low because I had turned off the AC most of the month. I suggested he call my father (Mr. HVAC) for clarification.

Touche, Mr. Dorkfish.

6 comments:

Amy said...

Not a good move Dorkfish, not good at all. I can't see how this is ever going to benefit you, for like, the next 5 years or so.

Anonymous said...

Yowsers! Hey, at least he ain't scerred to tell ya...then again, you are have-way across the country at this point. Waaaaaay out of shooting range.

DeeMarie said...

I'm sure you looked fabulous in those pants!!
Had a great time hanging out with you this weekend! :)

Piper said...

I am sure your friends are telling you the truth and your husband just didn't get it! They never do!

Zoe Right said...

Men- what do they know? Im sure your butt looked fab-u-lous and he was just scared of all the hunky, hunky boys staring at it.

Anonymous said...

hey didnt you just go to some blogger party.... where is the new blog????