No, I am not under arrest, although possibly I should be for cruel and unusual punishment of a child. Tonight, I told my son it was time for another butt picture. He gleefully ran and got the camera and took lots of close-ups of the seam in the back. No! No! You have to see the WHOLE BUTT! After a few more abortive tries, he finally took this. It's a bit wide (no, the picture, smart ass) and for some reason the edited version of this wouldn't transfer. But you can sort of see - a little more material, a little less butt. These are the same shorts worn in my first picture.
Because I'm not sure what size I started out as (none of my clothes actually have numbers - just X's and L's), it's a little hard to tell where I am on this journey - except for this one thing. My underwear is getting too big. I've gone through this phenomena before and while I haven't hit the underwear-falling-down-inside-my-pants point yet, I can tell it's coming. All my "Just-My-Size" briefs are going to have to be tossed soon in favor of a smaller version.
My brother has started his own blog, and he's working on getting his own self back in shape after an accident left him unable to workout for several months. He said that OLTA sounds interesting and he'd love to be an honorary member, but that he really doesn't have a butt (guys!), but he does have some belly. Perhaps we should, at the end of this challenge, start a new one called OLTB (lose that belly), OLTG (lose that gut), or OFTA (find those abs). Of course, I could continue Lose that Ass as I have plenty of ass still to lose...
Thoughts, anyone? If we're losing our guts, we might get more guys to join in too (looking at you, Jeff!).
A VERY GOOD BOY
This afternoon, Z-boy and I were talking about Halloween and what he wanted to be. He has decided to be Jango Fett from Star Wars.
I told him that he would have to be a VERY good boy to earn that costume (it's rather expensive). He would have to do his homework every day without complaint - no matter WHAT that homework was. He would have to pick up his room on a regular basis and be a pleasant child in general (which usually isn't much of a stretch for him). I have been nearly "Yes, Ma'am!"-ed to death, but it's pretty cute.
He told me that my husband didn't like me being Santa (apparently I look a little too much like my dad for him to wrap his head around) and would prefer that I be something female for Halloween. Z-boy suggested Padme Amidala.
Nice idea, but when I checked the sizes, realized I still wouldn't fit into any of theirs. I could buy the head piece and try to make some kind of costume myself. Or as Z-boy mentioned helpfully, I could go as pregnant Padme.