YEAH!!  I sound like Lil’ John in here.  I am going through my clothes and I found a pair of my teeny tiny daughter’s jeans…size 5-6.  They look like something that I would put on a Barbie doll. I pick them up…put them up against me (that is the way that I try on clothes…hate trying on clothes) to see if the width looked right.  Comtiplating trying them on me.  The width looked right…or maybe I was wishing.  You have to remember I was in a size 18-20 last year…so a size 5-6 seemed like an impossibility.  Said FREAK IT! and proceeded to put them on…
DRUM ROLL!!!
THEY FIT!! THEY FIT!! THEY FIT!! OMG!! THEY FREAKIN’ FIT!! 
Slid over the hips…closed comfortably…and I can wear them out in public.  I guess I need to update with more pictures…the problem…I know that I have lost weight but I just don’t see it.  I guess I need to lose the fat eyes that I have and start seeing myself like others see me.  Now…gonna try to pry the jeans away from the Girl because those are her favorite jeans and take a photo of me in them.  I wanted to eat some ice cream and some french fries…not anymore.