In the interest of honesty:

Okay, okay. 60 pounds. My mom is a tiny little thing and I am not.


(I will say in my defense that I am today wearing a skirt she originally bought for herself. It is labeled a size 10. The catalog described it as "sized generously." Ya think? I have, like, a 30 inch waist. Maybe a little bigger, even, it seems that "middle-age spread" is hitting a bit early. Must get back to doing yoga in the evenings...)