Yes, I realize the song is probably going through your head right now. Hopefully it brings a smile with it as you mentally picture Jimmy Fallon and Will Ferrell singing and dancing in their tight, white pants.
It makes me smile… well, as long as I’m thinking about them.
If I stop and think about myself and how MY pants are getting tighter (again), it makes me hope everyone is not talking about them! Of course that’s being completely self-absorbed, isn’t it? I don’t want to worry about whether people think my pants are too tight… whether they’re too lose… or even if they’re just right… I just want to be COMFORTABLE in them.
And by saying that, I really mean I want to be comfortable being ME. For far too long (and by that, I mean basically the majority of my 34 years of life), I’ve worried about what others think about me. Worrying about things like the following (they’re not necessarily in any particular order and also don’t cover all of my insecurities, but you’ll get the point): my weight, appearance, intellect, creativity or lack thereof, ability to relate to others, ability to express myself, whether I’m being a good wife/mom/daughter/sister/teacher/friend/Christian, etc. or just being “successful” in life overall.