And I'm THAT girl....

I have to share this quick story with you, in hopes that you'll laugh with me, lest I cry.... ;-)

Yesterday evening after dinner, I'd already changed into pajamas, and Brian all of a sudden wasn't feeling too hot. Being the fantastic wife that I am, I offered to run to CVS and pick up some ginger ale for him. CVS is literally down the block from our house, so this wasn't a big deal.

I was wearing pajamas, as I mentioned, consisting of a night shirt and pajama pants. Quickly, I pulled on a Tech hoodie sweatshirt (to avoid putting on a bra...) and my galoshes since my pajama pants hit me at mid-calf (I didn't want there to be a giant gap between my pants and shoes...) Clearly, I was looking awesome.

So I run to CVS. As I'm walking in, a VERY pregnant chick and her friend are leaving the counter. I think to myself "Oh man, she looks tired!", and I smile sweetly at her, commiserating in her pain, as I pass by.

Not two seconds after they pass me, I hear very loud laughter, and one of them hooting "What was she wearing?!?!" and "Oh my gosh!" and "Does she own a mirror?!?!"

Wow. Now, I wasn't too embarrassed because I KNEW that I was looking quite horrific, and let's be honest, I will never see those gals again. BUT. I was THAT girl. The one that people pass by and then look at their friends and laugh at!!! And while I know that homeschooled kids are far better socialized these days, I looked like that girl who doesn't get out of her house much and therefore has no idea what to put on when she leaves.

Awesome.

Brian immediately felt better when I told him this story.