After the very exciting day I had on Tuesday with by big pants, I decided to dig deeper in my closet. I pulled out a pair of size 22 pants I can't remember the last time I wore. I knew that if they didn't fit, it would be okay, and they would go back to the back of the closet.
I took them off the hanger, pulled them up and they buttoned. And zipped. And I screamed! Andy came running and I told him the pants on my ass were 22's! We the proceeded to dance around and sing "Who's in 22's, Jess is in 22's!"
I am ready to get back on the scale tomorrow and see a number that matches all of these baggy clothes!