Week 12D

I wore my colorful pants to work this week. They are bright blue with bright pink and orange tropical flowers and bright green palm-type leaves. A girl with whom I work said that I should wear them to Hawaii. I told her she was crazy. I can just see a family of parrots taking up residence in my backside. Small animals and birds (emphasis on the word SMALL) would be so confused. Talk about not being able to tell one's backside from a hole in the ground. I can hear it now. "Chirp! Is that our home or those dad-blasted pants again?" And, oh, I can't even bear the thought of going to a luau in those things. Wouldn't catch me dead eating an apple!

Wearing these britches truly is a multisensory experience. First of all, they are loud...very LOUD. "Just how loud are they?" you ask. Let's just say these pants really do need to come equipped with their own volume control knob. Second, they are bright...very BRIGHT. "Just how bright?" you ask. Let's just say ships would follow them on a stormy night. Third, let's not forget the olfactory system. Those flowers are so vibrant you can almost smell them. Yes, they smell GOOD. Fourth, they feel so comfortable to wear. Finally, they taste...er, um, on second thought, I'm not going there!

Seriously, my change in clothing has been quite noticeable, mainly because it is so opposite of what I've been hiding in. For so long, I have hidden in my clothes. I've worn things too big so they wouldn't reveal parts of my body I'd just as soon keep hidden. I didn't want to be arrested for unlawful assembly...Too much of me gathered in one place, if you know what I mean. Most of my clothes were very dark, like I wanted to blend into the shadows or something. Now, my clothes couldn't be more opposite. They fit and are colorful. I must be feeling better about myself because I've not been concerned about looking like the side of the Partridge Family bus.

By the way, the new total is 28.1 pounds!