I ask you this because sometimes I feel as though I haven't progressed since junior high. Do you know what I just caught myself doing? I was putting away laundry and it triggered some synapse in my brain to remember that i have a squadron girls night out tomorrow. THEN, immediately, I start thinking, "what am I going to wear?" How stupid is that? What am I, 13? Its not a ball for heavens sake, or even a cocktail party. It is just dinner and drinks at a Mexican joint. Maybe it is because this is a group of people i hardly know. Anyway, it just struck me as completely juvenile that I worry about such. Or, maybe, I just need a better wardrobe. Now that I think about it, I always feel like this when the weather starts to change from one season to another. I feel stumped if I can't throw on some cute jeans, sexy heels, and a sweater. aargh! it just frustrates me that I don't think anyone else gives two thoughts to such trivial crap. Its not like I don't have bigger things to worry about. speaking of which, I won't say not to any positive thoughts and prayers you want to send my way. This "-ectomy situation", as Miss el-e-e so aptly named it is starting to get on my nerves. The "don't worry its nothing"s seem to be giving way to "hmmm"s and "well, the safest/only thing to do"s. And normally i deal with stress by baking and enjoying the results. I stupidly gave up all sweets for lent. Stupid, stupid idea. Maybe i can just fire up the kitchenAid and deliver goodies to everyone in the neighborhood. any requests from internet-land? I'll deliver!
Well, at least I know what I'll be wearing tonight. You can find me in some cute PJs on my couch with the boyz, popcorn, and a movie. Sounds absolutely perfect! especially since the wind will be roaring at 50mph and supposedly delivering some big'ol Texas hail!
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Mac and I are on the couch in jammies too! You should come over. But bring the popcorn because I ate all mine last week and forgot to restock at the store.
And I do the SAME THING every time the seasons change. Like after 3 months, I completely forget how all my outfits go together. Duh.
I always worry about what to wear because, currently, it seems like nothing fits. Or if it fits, I still feel like an extra from "Fatso" in it. I also don't get out all that often anymore so it is an event.
I went to bed at 9:30 last night, only to be awakened at 11 by Sam who kept me busy until 1. Pass the popcorn.
You guys are welcome, in your jammies, anytime!
Annie, Amen! To all of it!
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