Just starting to pass gas
My first fart. Just a little fart. You could barely hear it--
Woke up this am and got dressed to go to work for the first time since surgery. Pulled a shirt out of the closet that I bought two years ago but never wore because it was just a little too tight.
This morning, it swallows me. It's almost too big!
Very exciting. And time to start shopping for clothes!
Woke up this am and got dressed to go to work for the first time since surgery. Pulled a shirt out of the closet that I bought two years ago but never wore because it was just a little too tight.
This morning, it swallows me. It's almost too big!
Very exciting. And time to start shopping for clothes!
Dittos to what Fritz is saying. Unless you have to look good for work hold off on new wardrobe. I have jeans and shorts I bought at start of summer that I need to find a new home for now. Only staying up using a belt! It is an awesome sensation though idn't it?
Never, and I mean NEVER, trust a fart!!
Probably one of the most rewarding parts of the journey for me is wearing **** that either I've never worn, because I bought it to small thinking I'd diet down to it, or wearing **** I haven't worn in forever. I'm sitting here today in a shirt and pants that I bought some time between '90 and '93 and underwear that I bought in about '97 and never wore because they were to small. Being the greedy ******* I am, I'm looking forward to wearing some of my 80's clothes here in the next month or two.
The free man owns himself. He can damage himself with either eating or drinking....... If he does he is certainly a damn fool, and he might possibly be a damned soul; but if he may not, he is not a free man any more than a dog.
Never had the misfortune to own one of those disasters. I was in college in the early 80's when the leisure suit was in style here in TX and didn't own anything but jeans and tshirts. By the time I got out and started building a "proffesional" wardrobe, leisure suits were on the way out like 8 tracks. However, I do have a tan cordueroy sports coat with the leather patches on the elbows. You remember that phase from about 87 to 90? I'll be wearing that bad ***** with jeans and ropers by the time Thanksgiving rolls around and my wife will be thoroughly embarrassed to be seen with me.
The free man owns himself. He can damage himself with either eating or drinking....... If he does he is certainly a damn fool, and he might possibly be a damned soul; but if he may not, he is not a free man any more than a dog.