Day 126: Skinny Jeans! :)

Let me tell you about a good fitting pair of jeans. There is nothing like the feeling! I had forgotten how the denim hugs you. :)

My last pair of jeans was a "relaxed fit" pair from Fred Meyer's. I bought them about a year ago when I lived in Salem. I was happy to wear jeans again - tired of BBW stretch pants! And my thighs were just too big for "normal" jeans.

Well, yesterday I went for a foot massage with Daniel (it's become a weekly thing now). Across the street is a little clothing store called "Top to Bottom". Trendy clothes. My kids love shopping there. But their sizes are on the small side.

But I felt quite svelte yesterday. So after my massage, I headed over and tried on some jeans. Skinny jeans! I probably could have gotten a size smaller even, but they were a bit too snug around ye ol tummy.

I think I shall reward myself each month with a new pair of jeans! I got a new top too. :)

This simply act of buying a new outfit helped energize my morning. I popped out of bed at 6:30 a.m. Watered the plants. Let the dog out. Cleaned the kitchen. Had a glass of lemon water. Did some pushups and stretches. Took a shower.

Now I am going to do a bit of bible study and prayer before I head out to meet my mother for lunch.

It was hot yesterday. Muggy, sticky hot. But it cooled down nicely overnight. The breeze this morning is quite refreshing.

I made some more protein bars last night. These have an almond flour crust, raspberry filling and coconut walnut topping. That will be my snack today. I am quite looking forward to it! Today feels like a wonderful day. I thank God for this life and all it's abundant possibility. In the words of Psalm 145:1:

"I will exalt you, my God the King;
I will praise your name for ever and ever"

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