Pants

From January 3, 2007:

I have a pair of jeans. They don't fit. I tried them on about 2 weeks ago to verify that. As a joke, I tried them on last night. As I was telling Becky that I couldn't even get them past my butt last time I tried them on, I realized they were at my waist, and I was buttoning them up. I wore them the rest of the night, and I'll be putting them back on later.

I haven't worn these jeans in at LEAST three years.

I claim a victory.

So, I'm wearing these jeans today. I was talking to Beck about how I wish they were a little more loose, as I was putting them on.

"This is how I'll know I need 40's," I began. "When I can slide these off without unbuttoning them."

I then buttoned them, and began to slide my belt on. Then I noticed something.

To test the theory that had formed in my head, I attempted to slide my size 42 Levi's off, while keeping them buttoned and zipped.

Not a problem. Those puppies slid off like tux pants on prom night (I never went to a prom, but I've heard stories).

So, allow me to make the following statement: I wear size 40 jeans.

For the first time since right after I was married, in 2002.

Next stop: 38.