Army of Mom

So this is how liberty dies ... with thunderous applause.


Very blonde moment

Even though I'm still a brunette with reddish hues in my hair, I still have blonde moments.

Case in point:

I haven't had to dress up for a long time. So, when I dug out all my nice lined-wool pants to pull out for work, I thought I had it made. I put the first pair on and looked a dork wearing flooding britches. I scratched my head and tried to figure out why and just blew it off and figured those pants are short. Then, I put on another identical pair, different color the next day. Same problem.


First thought, could I have grown since I was working at the newspaper five years ago? No, surely not. 37-year-old women do not grow.

Well, taller no.

Sadly, fat-ass wise. Yes, some of us do continue growing. It finally dawned on me that I'm 20 pounds heavier now than I was five years ago. My ass and stomach fill out the top of these pants and caused them to get shorter.


I hate it when I am an airhead.


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