I got in the car this morning and thought "Whoa! Whose thighs are those??" They seemed too impossibly small to be mine.

Last Saturday I went to the outlet mall in osage Beach. I met my Kansas City friend Amaranth there, since Osage Beach is equidistant to both of us, and she was down for the adventure. We shopped alllll day. It was kind of a surreal experience for many reasons. For one, I remember Amaranth as a thin, regular-sized person, and she still is, so it really threw me when we were taking the same size back into the dressing room. How can I possibly be the same size as Amaranth? That can't be right! But it *was* right. Plus there were the pants I bought at Tommy Hilfiger and Calvin Klein -- I never thought I'd step foot in stores like that, let alone buy clothes that actually fit. Every time I got let back into the dressing rooms of these stores, I felt like an imposter thisclose to getting found out. But then every time I put on clothes and they buttoned and zipped, I had to admit that I did in fact belong in that dressing room. Cognitive dissonance! There was the fact that I walked right on by the Lane Bryant outlet without even looking in the windows. There was the fact that it was hot and humid and we were walking around in it all day, but the weather didn't bother me at all. And there was the fact that we walked around constantly from about 11:00 straight through to about 7:00 or 8:00 and at no point did I have to stop to rest my body -- we only stopped to eat lunch and down bottles of water. WOW! I'll post pics of my new clothes later on whenever I get the chance.

Yesterday for dinner I went to Boston Market and got the individual meatloaf meal, and ate exactly half of everything. Half the meatloaf, half the green beans, half the mashed potatoes, and half the cornbread. Is that a lot of food, like more than I should really be able to eat? I don't know. I felt great afterwards, satisfied but not overfull. It was definitely more carby than I usually eat -- I normally shun potatoes and bread -- but my dietician wants me to start getting more carbs in. And I've heard anecdotally that some people who've had issues with dizziness have solved it by eating more carbs. Fingers crossed.

I went to my dad's house yesterday and he took one look at me and said, "Time for some new pants again!". LOL, yeah, I suppose so. So after I left there, I stopped by JC Penneys. Since my old pants were 16W, I figured I was probably a 14W or a 16-straight-size. Maaaaybe a 14-straight-size.

So imagine my surprise when the 14 misses pants I tried on were too big. Wha?

I then had a ball shopping every normal-size store in the mall, and confirmed that, depending on the cut, I am a 14 regular or a 12 regular everywhere I go! Woot! I only bought one pair of pants though, because I'm cheap and the mall is expensive.

Omigod I just tried on a pair of size 12 pants & they FIT!