About two weeks after my surgery my son was purging his closet and filled up a large plastic bag of pants that he no longer wanted and threw them to the bottom of the stairs to put out for a donation pick up the next morning. I asked him what was in the bag and he told me that the pants were too big for him now (36 inch waist).
I politely asked him to carry it back up to my closet.
Yesterday, on a whim (actually I needed to do laundry


) I tore the bag open and tried on a pair. I couldn't believe the mirror! They fit and were a bit loose!
I walked into my son's room to show him and without missing a beat he noticed that they were his pants and warned me to stay clear of his closet and told me I was trying to steal his look.

He is nineteen and can that kid make me laugh!
I weigh less now than my senior year of high school. I admit I was much more muscular back in 1981. I have never been to a reunion, mostly because of my weight. I am starting to rethink that.
Thor