Friday 22 November 2013

Unskinny Jeans

Every so often I take a notion to sort out the boys’ clothes.  The school going ones wear uniforms each day so their wardrobes are not hugely plentiful.  Some jeans, few long sleeve t-shirts and lots of hoodies. 

Smallest Boy on the other hand has the wardrobe of triplets.  All hand me downs.  It is both a curse and a blessing. 

A blessing for obvious reasons; whenever he grows out of something, I just have to rummage through the storage bags to find the next size up.  A curse because he has loads of stuff.  I mean loads.

So I decided to do a bit of a spring clean.  He also tends to wear whatever is on the top of his pile so there are a lot of items underneath that haven’t seen the light of day in a couple of months.

These were the ones to go.

I needed to find an extra storage bag to put his surplus stuff until such time as I can find their new forever homes. 

I found a sports bag and opened it up.  There were three pairs of big people’s jeans inside.

Mine.  From when I was that bigger person.

I lifted them out and held them up.  They were in perfect nick.

I tried them on.

Fucking fuckers fit. 

I knew it!

It seems I have fallen foul of calories; the little bastards that live in your wardrobe and sew your clothes a little bit tighter every night.

I can’t think of any other explanation.

Ah well. 


  1. Brilliant!! The term "fucking fuckers" had me laughing!! You need extra insulation in the winter, it might be a cold one...

    1. That's what I used to comfort myself Emily. Winter padding!

  2. Bloody calories, I wish there was a shampoo for them like there is for nits....I mean they are just as irritating and seem to spread very quickly, especially from food to humans!!!

    1. I keep telling myself to suck it up. In another ten years I will be looking at my today self and wondering what I'm bitching about. Like I do when I look at pictures taken 10 years ago.

  3. I didn't notice that I was getting bigger, as the children were too - so we just kinda stayed in proportion...

  4. fucking fuckers fit. love it! Been there, am there :) Its a winter thing, I tell myself, and 'oh so temporary (ha! ha! -laughs in disbelief)

    1. Wish it was a Winter thing. This year it was kind of a Summer thing too. Time to face up to middle aged spread I think. Boo!