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.
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6 comments:
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.
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.
I'm sure you looked fabulous in those pants!!
Had a great time hanging out with you this weekend! :)
I am sure your friends are telling you the truth and your husband just didn't get it! They never do!
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.
hey didnt you just go to some blogger party.... where is the new blog????
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