That’s pretty drastic. But on a real note – I am having to shorten my nightgown. It used to be okay, now I am in danger of tripping.
I would like to keep this funny, something I come to Lighten Up! for to entertain me on my workday. I can not figure out how to spin it in the right direction.
Just had my yearly checkup with my internal medicine doctor, I am down to 5’ 9" ok the cycle of life, I get it. The problem is I was 6’ 3" where did it go?
Ok I did have an accident 20 years ago 165 knots I ran into a mountain and lost 3 inches. But down another three?
The difficult thing being so tall in the past, I could look over shorter team members, now I am looking eyeball to eyeball. It is very odd. And thanks be to God they don’t wear heals!
Hate to remind you but it might have alot to do with those Drag Queen Boots you were wearing in those experimental years of your youth.
My wife buys capri pants with a 19 inch inseam as full length pants.
I think, if I bought her a pair of those baggy basketball shorts that the pros wear, they would be like full length Coulotte pants for her.
Fun facts …
I can take my stretched out hand … put my pinky on her ankle and touch her knee with my thumb.
I can take my stretched out hand … put my pinky on her knee and touch her hip with my thumb.
I can take my stretched out hand … put my pinky on her wrist and touch her elbow with my thumb.
I can take my stretched out hand … put my pinky on her elbow and touch her shoulder with my thumb.
If I need to measure 2 feet, it’s from the floor to her waist.
If I need to measure 4 feet, it’s from the floor to her shoulder.
Not many men can go into a store and buy their wife clothes that fit because they know the size of their wife in increments of their own stretched out hand.
Well, horses are measured in hands.
Perhaps you should not share that.
“Um, that’s not a savings.”
Reminded me of an old Boy Scout campfire Skit. I don’t remember the total plot to the skit, but a scout was selling pencils.
“One For a Nickel or Two for a Dime.”
And later he will be staring at me, wondering if tasting my flesh is worth the loss of his servant bringing him food on a regular schedule.
When we first read it, we thought … dang he’s a little bit morbid.
... but then ...
Guess we should make sure we have our glasses on when reading …
Well, I am, but not in this case… 
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