i treated myself to a new pair of jeans recently.
no, you do not need to adjust your screens. they are, in fact, GREY.
so, not only am i a total sell-out and am all over those Abercrombie skinny jeans…but i’ve gone grey. and apparently, just like it was 2 decades ago, grey is the new blue.
anyway, the point of my story is NOT for you to yell at me for being all 80’s in my grey jeans (well, i guess you can yell a little…but please don’t start throwing heavy objects at me until you see me in a bubble skirt and spandex…), oh no, this story gets better.
i spend a lot of time at the library. (and no, it’s not to get picked up by the 14-year-old boys…that’s just a bonus. relax, i kid.) i am searching forÃ‚Â a native canadian novel that can be used as a read-aloud for grade 5. i know, simple, right? well, i go back and forth to the library, taking out and returning many, many, many shitty canadian novels. they are all CRAP. crappity, crap, crap.
so, this morning as i was bringing in my newest pile of, oh, about 15 books, i dropped one on the floor, and as i bent down to pick it up, i forgot that my new grey jeans were also my new, grey, extreme lo-rise jeans.
and i flashed the receptionist. my extremely big ole’ white arse.
you can start laughing now.
Josh: Mommy, why are you taking those fings out? (my contacts)
Me: because my eyes are burning.
Josh: oh, i get it. so, your glasses are like shields.
Me: um, i guess.
Josh: so, the bad guys can stop trying to burn your eyes. and if your glasses won’t protect you, i will!
um, okay, josh. go back to your star wars lego xbox game… (but hey, at least he’s talking!)
and she’s off!
bye Isabella! Today you are officially a preschooler! could you just DIE from this cuteness??!