In the span of one week I popped not one, but 2 buttons off pants while I was wearing them! Not to mention my favorite jeans that did this:
Is this some sick joke? Have i sold my soul to the devil in exchange for a few pans of seven layer bars?? Caught between two marathon training downtime...A few overly ambitious stints at the junk cupboard, and i am ready to star in that new subway commercial .
Alas, this week i am giving away those delusional-when-i-bought-them-but-were-$10-at-Anthropologie-so-i-had-to-buy-them-even-if-they-would-only-fit-for-a-week-even-if-i-starved-myself-for-five-pants....and will go buy the denial free jeans that fit me now, and rock them anyway. Cause i do like my shape, and this is my attempt to prove it to the world without flashing my left cheek or flattening car tires with my rogue buttons ;)
p.s. my girl turned 6!! check back for a soon for the account of her celebration and more!
p.p.s. bogging vacations are great for getting crap done. I maybe just took a really long one ;)