I got up, showered and got dressed this morning in a pair of jeans, a tank top and a long sleeve shirt (that's as specific as I am getting). I even put on make-up this morning! I had to bring the girls to school, drive my nephew to school and go to a play at the middle school. I hung out at my mom's with my sister and niece. When I got home I did some computer work. This even included ordering my Christmas cards! (Hey, I had a Groupon that was going to expire!).
Picked up the girls, welcomed K's friend over, went to grocery store, cleaned up the kitchen, made brownies and dinner.
All the while, I am still wearing my jeans, tank top and long sleeve shirt. K's friend did not leave until 5:30. Don't get me wrong, I love having the girls have friends over. I love having my friends over. It's just that this particular friend hadn't been over in years and nicely reminded me that I had served her "hamster poop" one April Fool's day*. I didn't feel it was polite to put my jammies on even though I knew it was the one night I didn't have to drive to swimming. I was in for the night and prisoner in my jeans until she left!
So when did I become this person? How did I become this person? How do people work from 9-5 in skirts and pantyhose? You know what I am going to need to put on my Christmas list, right?
Either I am old or just really comfortable in my own skin. Now that's sexy, don't you think?
*Hamster poop is ground hamburger cooked. Just so you know. No need to call DSS.
6 comments:
Don't do it : )
Seriously - we have been bringing our conversations back around to pajama jeans for too long! I will buy you a pair if you buy me a pair. Let's take the leap together! HO! HO! HO!
Well MsFish, there is the answer to your question this morning!
So glad you've moved past your bloggers block. Remember, anything you can't blog but CAN say, make sure it's at the pool when you're sitting next to me! (And my mother made my friends something called "porcupine balls". Ground hamburger rolled into balls with rice.) Just a cut above the hamster poop.
Totally relate to the jammies thing. Leave work at 3:30, usually go to bank or post office, drive home, and am in my jammies by 4:15.
I totally get it: being dressed is overrated!
However, I'd pass on the pajama jeans and invest in yoga pants. I LOVE mine.
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