Totally understand...and then there is the later issue...Funny how on the way up the scale, I was in despair and ashamed to be the weight I am now. At the same weight on the way down, I feel like effin' Tinkerbelle.
Hahahahaha. I have a lot of things from quite a while back, but wife said not to me bringing back the Mullet and baloon pants!I saved everything all the way back to the 90s, although I did part ways with the massive shoulder pads of the 80s. I'm hoping pleated pants will come back in fashion before I'm a size 6.
I've run across some of those in thrift stores...I am notorious for just cutting them out.although I did part ways with the massive shoulder pads of the 80s
Hahahahaha. I have a lot of things from quite a while back, but wife said not to me bringing back the Mullet and baloon pants!
I am notorious for just cutting them out.
Ah, yes. The second time I hit 200 pounds was so much more thrilling than the first.
200 didn't phase me...I was 199 the morning of surgery but only 203 a few weeks before. I floated between 195-210 for the longest time. It's also why my primary insurance refused to let me have WLS...while I didn't have to have a 6 month diet, I did have to have 5 years of MO (above a 35) and too many of those years, I was in the 34.something BMI. Thankfully my secondary was Medicare (thru a Medicare Advantage PPO plan) and as long as I met the criteria the day I signed into the surgeon's office, they were fine.Ah, yes. The second time I hit 200 pounds was so much more thrilling than the first.