victory is mine, great day in the morning, people, victory is mine ... I have drunk from the keg of glory. Donna, bring me the finest muffins and bagels in all the land."

Yup. After months of miserable chubbiness, spending all my days in either a pair of track pants or one solitary skirt, I can finally fit in my normal pants again. Well, a couple of pairs of pants, and one is a pair that I used to need a belt for lest they slide right off my hips ... but still. The jeans, unfortunately, leave nothing to the imagination, but one step at a time, here.