I Am One Lucky Lady

That’s right, lucky. Lucky my husband still finds me attractive and wants to spend time with me. This thought occurred to me after our last date night. The date was REALLY nice (thanks to my SIL and Mom for watching the kids!) but I really need to step it up.

We have limited funds so the only clothing I have is clothing I can wear all the time. No room or money for clothes I wear once and don’t fit into again or only wear on “special” occasions so I have one or two shirts that are classified as “nice” that I wear for any occasion that I don’t have to lug the kids with me. It usually is not a tee shirt, and the only thing that does not have mom stains. My current “nice” shirt is one I’ve had for over a year and can be seen in almost any picture of me since it was purchased. Both because it is photo worthy/”nice” and because I am so infrequently photographed. Go ahead, check out my facebook photos, you’ll figure out what shirt I’m talking about. What do I wear with my “nice” shirt you ask? Why “nice” jeans of course! In order to meet these qualifications they have to be clean and not stained. I know,  I set a pretty high bar. I can’t remember the last time I wore a dress. Possibly at the last wedding I went to(so long ago I can’t even remember when it was)  and even that is a dress that made an appearance at any function that required a dress. This has been my go to dress for at least….4 years???? Sheesh.

Then of course there are the jewels. I do “fancy” with costume jewelry. I’ve never done jewelry well. I’m allergic to most of it so I frequently end up with a red mark on my neck/chest and can be seen tugging at it most of the evening only to tear it off in frustration and toss it to the bottom of my purse (which I only have one of so it has to “go with” anything. Oh who am I kidding, it doesn’t match most of my stuff, but still it goes with me) The same goes for earrings and if for some reason I was diluted enough to think I could make it through the night with a bracelet on it goes into the purse too, usually first.

Usually we go to a movie and always the bookstore (yes, we ARE awesome!) so I end up with my glasses on that don’t stay on well so they slide down my nose making me look like I should be working at the bookstore. Then there is the food stain on the front of me because I am genetically destined to drop something on my chest at every meal. It is in my DNA. Oh and by the end of the evening my hair has gone flat and crazy or frizzy and crazy, crazy being the common denominator.

So… freshly stained shirt that you’ve seen a million times, red broken out neck and chest, no jewels, crazy hair with the glasses that make me look ancient…what do you think Sweetie?

You know you want to get with this.