The plan worked

When we first moved in to our house and were organizing the pantry, Ryan decided to put anything sweet or baking ingredients would go on the very bottom shelf. Why? His reasoning was because we would have to bend over to get it and then felling our fat stomachs roll over our pants would make us change our mind. Well fast forward 10 months. I decided to sneak a handful of chocolate chips. By the way, I only buy chocolate chips when I know I will make cookies otherwise I handful the crap out of them and lo and behold, they are gone. Ryan bought these choc chips so that I will make cookies. As I bent down to get my handful, the button popped OFF my pants! No, they were not jeans, a far less sturdy button, but still. You bet I did not take the chips after that. Way to go fattie.