A+ for Effort...

This story is a little too personal, but is too funny not to share. In the past month I have found myself in need of loose cotton clothes and undies thanks to my ever growing belly and pregnancy discomfort. My sweet husband decided he would go to Walmart and get me some things so I wouldn't have to go out. I basically implied that I wanted one of the larger sizes and he called me with a number that I assumed was equivalent to pant sizes. Not wanting to spend any more time than he had to in the women's undergarment section of Walmart, Jason glanced at the packaging and high tailed it out of there. This is what I ended up with (note that they are lying on our oversized recliner):