Let me start by saying, tonight I really wish Wendy's delivered. Can't unhealthy food places we all love expand their horizons and integrate into the modern phase of food? It was one of those days today. Don't get me wrong, it was a good day :) I ran errands with my aunt, went to lunch with my mom, napped with my puppies, and enjoyed all the other lovely abundances home has to offer. But it poured all night tonight. I love the rain; it's so cozy and it smells so good and makes everything strong and pretty. But man is it inconvenient when you're lazy. Especially when you're getting sick. I mean, I'm not a couch potato, but I am human. Who gets all dolled up to go out in the rain? Maybe some girls. The girls that spend their whole paycheck on a pair of shoes. I spend my money buying music and books. Nerd alert. Anyways, I have a dull point to this babble. Tonight mom and I lazily laid in her bed watching our trashy soap opera (shout out As The World Turns!) and named probably every unhealthy place we'd be willing to eat tonight. Drive thru of course. The only thing that remotely sounded good was a chocolate frosty to go along with the toast I was eating. Am I pregnant? Frosty and toast? Who am I? I finally convinced/bribed mom to tag along for ride...and I threw in a dance party in the car along with it. And then it happened. The outfit choice I stand by but will never let down. Let me first say, I am not embarrassed by what came to pass. I stand by it. And before you judge, may you hear my reasoning behind this fugly ensemble please.
Lets begin...
Hair: Messy pigtail braids. Reasoning: I have none.
Main clothing choice: Pink sun dress. Reasoning: Easy to put on. Climate controlled.
Outerwear: Blue and black plaid flannel button up shirt. Reasoning: Hello, it's cold.
Misc: Black bermuda shorts under dress. Reasoning: Modesty. No, that's BS. I have no good answer. But modesty is a safe answer...the mormons will like that, so yeah lets go with modesty.
Feet: Tall carmel Ugg boots. Reasoning: Practicality, duh.
Other: Diamond earrings. Because diamonds dress up even the fugliest outfit.
Bottom line: I was basically wearing the entire Walmart spring line.
I'm surprised mom even associated with me tonight. She really took one for the team. I guess a mother's love really is unconditional. Now you see why I wish Wendy's, better yet ALL restaurants delivered. It would be so much better for the dignity of their customers. I mean, if you care about stuff like this. Clearly, I don't. Before you all gasp with disgust, I assure you this is a once in a blue moon situation. Well, get back to me when I'm pregnant. (I should probably look presentable at all times from now on, to assure marriage, which will ultimately lead to the pregnancy.)
Eh, c'est la vie.
