Baseball, Jeans and Dreams

So yesterday my friend calls me at work and invites me to accompany him to a baseball game that evening. Seems his clients have a skybox at the Oakland Coliseum and there will be food and drinks and an awesome view of the field. My main concern was whether or not the train would be late getting me home - the game started at 7pm and I wasn't going to get back home until 7pm. It wasn't until I made it back home and saw how chilly it was in Oakland (as compared to the 90 degree weather in Sacramento) that I realized I had not been thinking of my real issue: what the hell do you wear to a baseball game if you're sitting in the skybox?

Usually, when I don't know what to wear, I wear a dress or a skirt. I find that usually works in almost any environment. And I usually look good in a dress or skirt. But considering the weather (and the fact that it WAS a baseball game), I didn't think any of my dresses would be appropriate. I sent out text messages to friends and posted a message on my Facebook page asking for advice. I didn't have a lot of time to try on a bunch of different outfits or run to the mall to get an A's jersey. Everyone pretty much said to wear jeans and layers or a cute top or a t-shirt. Now, that might sound easy to most people but my issue is: I have no flattering jeans.

I have always struggled with buying and wearing jeans. I think I have written in this blog before that I can never find a flattering, affordable pair. And last night, I realized that none of my jeans fit well. They're all loose and don't really do anything for my bottom half. It was then, as I awkwardly struggled into (what I thought) was the least offensive pair, that I vowed to buy another pair when I reached my first weight goal.

This morning in the shower, I realized I have not made my customary list of what I want to do when I reach my first weight goal (I'm thinking it'll be 20 pounds - which is halfway there). So I am thinking about it - I know I want to take pictures with my son, I want to buy some jeans, but I'm not sure what else. But I know I will be celebrating.

By the way, I am about 4 pounds away from my first goal . . .