Rip Roarin’ Good Time

Well, the inevitable happened. While I was playing “chase” with Adrianna this afternoon, which mainly consists of us both crawling on the floor as fast as we can go, my jeans wore a large hole in one of the knees. The other knee isn’t far behind. So now I only have one pair of jeans left sans any holes. Which means I have to go shopping. Oh, the agony of it all. I like buying new clothes, but trying on jeans when you aren’t skinny anymore is just depressing. It isn’t made any easier by the fact that I have long legs and often cannot find jeans that are long enough. *sigh*