Stacy and Clinton PLEASE Pick Me

If I were a boy even just for a day
I’d roll out of bed in the morning
And throw on what I wanted
~Beyonce Knowles

I’ve been down to 2 pairs of pants for months (since the last time I talked about my jeans ripping, apparently that was July 11, 2008). Last week I got sick of it and went to Walmart. It’s difficult finding jeans that are good, I guess some people would call me picky. Number 1, I’m sized tall (no person with regular length legs understands the concept of finding tall jeans). Number 2, well I have had 2 children and even though I’m (almost) down to pre-pragnancy weight, I have this pillow thing right in front and unfortunately the style right now is these low-rise jeans, that cause my lovely pillow to turn into a muffin top (we are so not having that). Number 3, most high-rise jeans are “Mom Jeans” (we are also so not having that). I figured some people may not know what Mom Jeans were so I uTubed it. I was unable to find an appropriate example, I did find this video though, it reminded me of Josh.

Believe it or not, even with my issues I came home with a pair of jeans. Woohoo! Up to 3 pairs. Yesterday, I came back from the commissary and well let’s just say my husband pointed out one of the old pairs of jeans are no longer wearable and I was again very embarrassed (seriously I swear my jeans always rip in the butt at the commissary, does no one else’s jeans meet this fate?).

Edited to include the video I was searching for and Karen found: