Changes.

Our school's fundraiser was the other night. I, sadly, was responsible for much of it. The party was an 80's theme so we all were suppose to dress up. I was going to do a sort of madonna meets flashdance thing, but then decided the preppy look was better and more comfortable. So I went to Target and immediately found a nice pink izod type shirt, some argyle socks, silly headband and bermuda shorts. When I went to pick the shorts out, I grabbed a 12. (During my high thyroid time, I was much bigger, but 12 is pretty much where I've been for most of my life.) Then I remembered, that I'm not a 12 anymore. I found the 10 and took those instead. Although I have some 10s (given to me by Ebba's sister via Susan), I hadn't really bought any myself. I sort of didn't believe that they would fit, but I knew a 12 would be too big now.

Thing is...they didn't fit. They were too big. :)