There's This Thing Called a Belt

Yesterday I decided to break down and FINALLY buy a belt for my pants. Since I've so far lost a bit over 20 pounds and 3 inches off of my waist my pants have been doing some serious sagging. Also, I don't need to unbutton them to take them off. I want new clothes, but I'm holding off for a little bit because as I keep losing weight, I'll have to keep replenishing my supply of clothes, and that gets expensive. So, I found myself looking at the nice belts at Fred Meyer yesterday. To my delight, not only were they on sale, but there was a 15% off coupon for them, too. My daughter Paris was with me, and she was very impatient, and kept whining for me to hurry. I wanted to try the belts on in the fitting room, because I wanted privacy. Paris was whining about that, too, so I said this to her: "You either come with me to the fitting room so I can try these belts on, or get embarrassed because my pants fell down." She said nothing and followed me to the fitting room. :-)
I'm now the proud owner of a reversible belt-it's black on one side and brown on the other. I haven't been able to wear a belt for 2 years now. It feels good to need one. Now the challenge will be to see how long it takes until I have to tighten the belt a little more. 


In other news, I went to my weigh in today, and I had lost .4 pounds. No, it wasn't the number I expected, however, a loss is a loss, no matter how small. Each and every little bit adds years to my life and makes me healthier. I'm thankful. I've got this!

My Pants Are Almost Falling Down!

The time has come when I can finally say: I NEED A BELT! Yes! I hate belts, but at the moment, I don't want to invest in too many new clothes because I intend to lose more weight. I have this pair of jeans that has always been kind of loose, but now they are super loose. It looks like I have a saggy butt now, lol! I find myself constantly pulling up my pants. And it's not just my jeans, it's my slacks I wear to work. They are too loose as well. It's a great feeling. I went through my closet the other night and actually chucked some things that are too big, because I REFUSE to ever have to wear those again. 
My bras are even too big now. Eek! My girls are getting a little smaller. My boyfriend may not be too thrilled about that if it keeps happening. Ha, ha..


Just a short one today. Just a reminder, if you see me walking down the street with saggy jeans, I'm not trying to go all gangsta, I'm just losing pounds. :-)