Just a bit of venting on a Sunday morning - although it bugs me every morning...
I'm a big dude, although not freakishly so. I'm 6'2" and weigh about 220. It's a good size, and I like it. What I don't like is the way my shirts blouse up at my pants waist.
See, I have to wear extra large shirts. This is due largely (pun intended) to my chest and shoulders, as well as my arm length. But the shirts I have found tend to drop straight down from under my arm to my waist, as well as having that weird pleat thing just behind the yoke - you know the one, that travels down the spine about 2" wide... All this extra material ends up blousing up right at my waist. And, while I don't have the trimmest of waists, I don't need extra baggy shirts making it look bigger, either.
I found some shirts once that were "sport fit" shirts that didn't do this. They were ok. They were also very difficult to find.
So what I do is pull the excess away from the front and try to tuck it in around the back. It makes my gut look better, but unless I'm wearing a jacket it makes the back REALLY baggy. Sigh.
First world grips, I know.
Yesterday Ellie was baptized. She turned eight on January 27, 2020, and she made the decision to be baptized. I want to tell you a little bit about Ellie. I have never met a child that is quite like Ellie. She is full of life and fire and joy and light. She knows no fear and is infectious in her passion for life and for goodness and for FUN!!! Above all things, she seeks the joy and fun in life. She is also wickedly clever and funny, she’s a delight to be around and makes everyone feel so good. Because she is happy, she wants everyone else to be happy. I first met sweet Elizabeth in 2018, and on the day I met her she was not feeling well. We decided that a movie would be a fun thing for a sick little girl, so I brought one of my favorites to share with her - The Neverending Story. When I got to the house, I picked her right up. It had been a very long time since I was able to pick up a girl, and she snuggled right into my arms. Her poor sick body was warm, but I was more impressed ...
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