Tuesday, September 18, 2012
Big Fat Pig
I found a pair of white capri pants near my laundry last weekend and they didn't belong to me. I took them up to give them back to my mother and was told that those were her "big fat pig pants" and she was going to take them to Goodwill.
"Why are they your big fat pig pants?"
"I don't like the way they fit me and I feel like a big fat pig in them. You can have them if you want."
Not exactly an great endorsement for the pants, but I was in the middle of a wardrobe crisis at that particular moment, so I snuck the big fat pig pants into the bathroom and tried them on.
Guess what? They fit. Kind of perfectly.
I wore them out of the bathroom and showed them to my 11 year old daughter.
"What do you think of my pants?"
"They are fine."
"Really? I kind of like them, too."
She looks at me weird, obviously wondering why I am asking her about them. So, I tell her.
"Mamaw says these are her 'big fat pig' pants and she was going to take them to Goodwill. But, I tried them on and they fit me. So, what do you think that means?"
Without missing a beat, she says, "You are a big fat pig," and giggles and leaves the room.
It's kind of true. I have been prone to piggish-ness. But, I'm most similar to the adorable kind as seen here:
Posted by Stark Raving Shannon at 6:46 PM