In which you find out two things I love.

This week I discovered that I once again fit into pants from high school.  Yes, they are Wranglers, made for a man, and dark blue polyester, but they fit.  I was never particularly thin in high school either, so that's against me as well.  Still, fitting into old pants that I haven't worn in years is like having an entirely new pair of pants for FREE!  And I love free.  And I love pants!  Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful free pants...