It was an absolutely beautiful fall day, that day... Unseasonably warm and sunny. I love it. So I thought that since it had been a while since I had been out of the house, I go and do some stuff. Why not?
So I took a shower and actually got ready for the first time in days... I was feeling... as you say... ahem... cute?
I had my cute jeans on, a fun shirt that I borrowed from the sister, mousse in my hair so my curls were nice and bouncy... stylin'. I was gettin' my vogue on, girl! I mean, I hate to admit this.. I really do, because it unveils some pride.. but I was thinking - "see, people, motherhood IS COOL! (with a 'take to the hand' motion)"
...now I am embarrassed...
ANYWAYS, Davin and I were all over town. Bakery for a bagel and coffee, toy store for some fun finds, grocery for some baby food, at&t for some phone necessities, dollar store for some wrapping paper... you name it, we were probably there (or at least driving past it)!
After a few fusses, I realize we should probably get home. I pull into the garage, unload everything that I had gathered from our excursion and as I am feeding my boy I notice PUKE all over jeans. Remember, my "cute jeans"
Puke?...not so cute. I was rockin' puke jeans all day.
Lovely.
I mean, apparently puke is the new purple - haven't you heard? Everyone is wearing it. Its in all the magazines. I mean, you could borrow my baby anytime.. he would gladly puke on you before your big date. Trust me, you will be envied.
... puke
money can't buy this kinda humility
Awesome, Misha. Leave it to God to break out the puke to stir up some humility...
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