Such an odd problem to have. Lately, my wedding rings spin around incessantly and I am constantly adjusting them. While they are in no risk of falling off, they are decidedly looser than when Mr LikesIt gave them to me. So that means I am smaller. My pants have stretched out, but there is no way that my chubby fingers stretched out white gold bands.
Sweet, skinnier fingers. That's nice. But you know where it would be great to trim down? How about the entire lower half of my body? Loose rings don't help me with work pants that are falling off, yet the next size down are still up-in-the-club, ladies' night circa 2001, booty tight.
Thanks a lot, Diet Gods. I really appreciate those skinny fingers though. That's the first thing people notice, you know. "Oh my, what thin hands you have! Have you been working out?" I hope to hell it all starts evening out soon. All this running and kickboxing need to be good for something.
Mission: Smaller Pants is in full force in the LikesIt house.