I had attended my Aunt's funeral yesterday. I was asked to be a pallbearer so I wanted to look nice. I wore a suit and it's the first time I've worn one since beginning Weight Watchers. I tried on my "tried and true" suit coats and I was drowning in them. I dug deep into my closet to pull out a suitcoat I wore for a Voice Recital during my Junior year of college 10 years ago. I fit great and I wore it proudly. Lots of comments from family about how I'm fading away, but I know that's not true. I am still officially obese, so I've got a way to go. I was going to wear my infamous Swinging Knight suit, but I decided a doubled-breasted suit with gold buttons, just wasn't right for a funeral. Kind of looks out of style.
It was a wonderful ceremony and I did great at the lunch afterwards. My daughter ended up eating more than I did.