(with a few of my own personal opinions and explanations)
Me: (as I'm getting dressed) Do you think that when we have a little bit more money I could take my clothes to a tailor? These pants are already a little bit too big, but I really like them.
Husband: I'm sure that you could when we have a little bit more money.
Me: I don't know. I think that might be cheaper than buying more new ones, but I don't know.
Husband: Can I ask you a question?
Me: (immediately on guard) What?
H: What size are you?
M: (warily) Why?
H: Well, I just was wondering because I thought that maybe if you got down to a certain size I would give you something.
M: (eyes narrowing) Like what?
H: I don't know. What size are you?
M: No, I want to know where you are going with this. What would you give me?
H: Well, I was thinking that if you got down a few sizes, I would give you $500 in new clothes.
M: How many sizes are we talking here?
H: What size were you when we got married?
M: That is never happening again. I have had 4 children. Don't get your hopes up.
H: Okay, what size were you when you were doing water aerobics? (this was about 5 years ago)
M: I was pregnant.
H: The whole time?
M: Yep. I didn't know it for part of it, but I was.
H: Well, what size are you now?
M: (did you really think that i was going to admit my size on my blog? are you crazy? but i did actually tell him.)
H: Well how about if you drop 4 sizes. Then I will give you $500. But I mean, you would have to stay there. All the new clothes would have to be that size. You couldn't just be that size for only one day and call it good.
M: I don't know if I should be offended here.
H: (scrambling to pull his foot out of his mouth. i think he left a few of his toes in there.) I still think your beautiful. I really do.
M: (contemplating. so, my husband thinks i'm fat. well, i kind of figured but it's been years since he has actually come out and said it to me. i would love to go shopping with $500. see here. i guess i could use this as motivation. nothing is really working for me thus far. hmmm.)
M: So you promise that if I get down to specified size you will give me $500 no matter what? You promise?
H: (considers it for a second.) You sure you can't get back down to where you were when we got married? Or maybe less?
M: The last time I was less than that I was 10 years old. So, NO, I don't think so.
But you promised.
H: (realizing that he has to agree with this now or he may not live to see tomorrow.) Okay. $500.
Which leads me to where I am right now. Wondering if I should be offended or motivated. I haven't decided yet. Which is good because I just ate a huge piece of cheesecake.
and you wonder why i am insecure about my weight. . .